Heward lurched to his feet, hurriedly gathering up his things. It was not a thing that was ever said of Arya. Here, let me show you something. Littlefinger mounted up beside him.
Only two days ago one of Lord Bolton's men knifed one of Lord Cerwyn's at the Smoking Log. If the men guarding her heard her pleas, they gave no answer. Didn't you learn anything that day in the grass? Leave me now, before I summon my khas to drag you out. The Wind Witch sails on the evening tide.
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