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[ Suddenly, she realizes she wants to tell him everything. She wants to explain the kingsmoot and the Crow's Eye and the disappearances of their other uncles. She wants to assure him that Alannys waits for him even now before she must explain his or their mother's states. She needs to talk of Deepwood Motte and the choir of red followers always singing of burnings. She even wishes to mention the She-Bear and the Massey boy. She doesn't want to know this much. Even Theon should know the way she hesitates before her words ring softer and lower bodes far worse for him than any omen. ] I thought you had died, Theon. The ravens said all the ironmen in Winterfell died that day. [ He has to know that. That's what the ironmen would have done — killed them all. How could they have known the Boltons were different? A look at their sigil might have served. ] We were fools to think so simply. All in the North know that the Boltons' sigil is a cruel promise now. [ as an afterthought: ] Somehow, they found Arya Stark as well and made her the bastard's bride. [ She stops inspecting him, hands resting on his shoulders in a move that's almost comforting. In truth, it's more bracing, as she …show more content…

They had you. [ "I have a gift for you," the Braavosi said. But if this is a gift, I do not want it. ] You looked like you'd been dead for weeks. Your skin — [ Her grip on his shoulders tightens unconsciously, and she can't stop her mouth twisting in revulsion at the thought of him in the snow. ] — you were beaten and broken and flayed. [ and even that explanation is soft, she realizes, withholding the snatches of horror he conveyed. ] You tried to tell me everything, but we only had moments. [ and you were half-mad. ] But you saved her, the Stark girl. You said you took her and jumped from the walls of

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