Ned could feel the unease in the hall, as high lords and servants alike strained to listen. She hadn't, not at first glance, but when she looked again she found him to the back, under the shade of the high stone wall. He eased himself down into a seat and put his hands together. My brother does not seem very festive tonight.
No, stay, Bran commanded her. The two from the Fingers pulled him off, throwing him roughly to the ground. No one made a move to interfere. I'm not like Arya, Sansa blurted.
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