He was a veteran of a hundred rangings by now, and the endless dark wilderness that the southron called the haunted forest had no more terrors for him. He looked as though he was going to cry again. Late again, Catelyn murmured when she heard. Afterward Ser Barristan walked with Ned to the king's pavilion.
She masked her fears behind a face kept still and stern, yet they were there all the same, growing with every league they crossed. They'd been her friends, she'd felt safe around them, but now she knew that was a lie. A serving boy ran back and forth with skewers of meat while Masha drew beer from the kegs, chewing her sourleaf all the while. The things I do for love, he said with loathing.
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