I do not think Bran fell from that tower, she said into the stillness. Do I frighten you so much? He did, and had since she had first laid eyes on the ruin that fire had made of his face, though it seemed to her now that he was not half so terrifying as the other. My lady, let me accompany you at least. He was in his armor, with the direwolf shield of Winterfell strapped to his saddle and Grey Wind padding by his side.
EDDARD 'It's the Hand's tourney that's the cause of all the trouble, my lords, the Commander of the City Watch complained to the king's council. Its fur was soft and warm against his cheek. The king and council have determined that no man in the Seven Kingdoms is more fit to guard and protect His Grace than his sworn shield, Sandor Clegane. And when she was done, Eddard Stark sat dazed beside the table, the dagger in his hand.
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