The builders had not even leveled the earth; there were hills and valleys behind the walls of Winterfell. If you thought your Stark blood would win you easy favors, you were wrong. She thanked him with all her heart. The bells in the seven towers of the Great Sept of Baelor had tolled for a day and a night, the thunder of their grief rolling across the city in a bronze tide.
The lords looked at her, but it was Robb's eyes she felt, his and his alone. He lifted her up as easily as if she were a child and set her on the thin Dothraki saddle, so much smaller than the ones she was used to. Ned knelt in the snow to kiss the queen's ring, while Robert embraced Catelyn like a long-lost sister. Under black wool, boiled leather, and mail, sweat trickled icily down Jon's chest as he pressed the attack.
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