Don't, she told him. All that is past now. Don't die, Bran. Edmure's look was somber.
He could not pretend to surprise. y rode with him, and the letter said there were other knights as well, and a force of Father's own guardsmen. Fresh mounts were brought forth from the stables, surefooted mountain stock with shaggy coats, and within the hour they set forth once again. He wore ringmail, dagger, and longsword under a dark cloak with a hood he could pull up over his head.
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