That night he sought out his uncle in the great timbered common hall and pleaded to go with him. He will kill them all, Ned realized. Heavy drapes had been pulled across the windows, and the darkness was black as ink. You asked for life.
Give her to the wolves, he urged Robb. I am not so blind that I cannot see the shadow of the axe when it is hanging over my own neck. Unlatching the back door, she peeked out anxiously. Your Grace, I am yours to command.
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