They were Ben Stark's men, both of them. For a moment it was as if the direwolf was there in the room, looking at her with those golden eyes, sad and knowing. Her scarred hands clung to him. The young lady is as wise as she is lovely.
He put it between his teeth to keep both hands free for climbing. He was a stocky youth of twenty years, earnest and homely, with a wide nose and a shock of thick brown hair. Half brothers, Jon corrected. Above, the stars were coming out.
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