Maegi, Haggo growled. It was nothing to do with him, anyway. The clang of steel echoed through the yard as the others joined battle around him. Jon led her off a few paces, fighting to keep her from bolting.
Winte~pll! she heard Robb shout as the arrows sighed again. In the fierce heat of the south, he wore loose trousers of mottled sandsilk and open-toed riding sandals that laced up to his knee. I'd run away faster than you. I like it.
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