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There were candles burning and a fire crackling in the hearth. There was no harm in him. And Xhondo hears. He could feel the eyes on him: the Tully men upon their battlements, the Freys across the river.

Thanks at last,'' he said, with a wrv smile. I'll go if you don't want me, but I won't go there. Lord Theomore Harlaw had lost three sons in the cradle and laid the blame upon the flooded cellars, damp stones, and festering nitre of ancient Harlaw Hall. He forced himself to smile, You've seen our numbers, Edmure.