Three quick strokes and it was done. He caught the scent of garlic sausage, spiced and savory, so tempting it made his empty stomach growl. One night he visited Jon in his cell. Royce paused a moment, staring off into the distance, his face reflective.
Suddenly Bran remembered the oathbreaker his father had beheaded, the day they had found the wolf pups; that man had worn black as well, and Father said he had been a deserter from the Night's Watch. The steps were cracked and broken from centuries of freeze and thaw and the tread of countless mules, and even in the dark the heights put her heart in her throat. Find a way across, she told him. That damnable wheelhouse, the way it creaks and groans, climbing every bump in the road as if it were a mountain .
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