Maybe he thought you were a grumkin. It was Ghost who knew what to do. Faces watched from candlelit windows, and people began to emerge from alleys and doors, but no one moved to help. Catelyn pulled the furs to her chin and watched him.
Smaller than Grey Wind, and more wary. I want to serve in the Night's Watch, Uncle. I'll go, Robb said. Pain hammered through his elbow when he moved his arm.
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