Then the lightning turned the night to day, and he sawthe wolf standing on Del's chest, blood running black from his jaws. They're down there and we're up here, Jon said, and so long as we hold thegate they cannot pass. The raven on hisshoulder ripped a strip of flesh from his pale ruined cheek. A fire was burning in the hearth, and the room was almost stuffy.
The Hound laughed. The only safe course was to rid himself of Shae. Heh, Lord Waldercackled at Robb, the King in the North arises. Together theysnatched up the thick quilted pads they'd left beside the fire, lifted theheavy kettle of boiling oil, and dumped it down the hole on the Therms below.
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