Ser Dontos had said the hair net was magic, that it would take her home. She lay with Irri's legs entangled in her own. Thenext door they came to was made of wood, but still they climbed. Catelyn turned back to Roose Bolton.
He laughed then, a laugh as cold and hollow as if it had comefrom the bottom of a deep well. The wench would have toldhim he had to eat before he slept, to keep his strength up, but he was moretired than hungry. Maybe whensomeone is done with Pyke and Mallister, he should convince King Stannis tomarry Queen Cersei too. 'His Grace lacks the men to fight hisown battles, he has none to waste on wildlings/ he said to me.
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