The thought filled Ned with vague disquiet. Robert looked away, off into the grey distance. Robb turned to them uncertainly. There can be no mistake, Aemon has had letters from the Citadel, findings in accord with his own.
He crossed the room, pulled back the heavy tapestries, and threw open the high narrow windows one by one, letting the night air into the chamber. I hate your stupid stories. And whatever you do . You realize I had half my guard out searching for you? Eddard Stark said when they were alone.
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