They shifted Lord Walder from his litter and carried him to the high seat of the Freys, a tall chair of black oak whose back was carved in the shape of two towers linked by a bridge. Small wonder there; Lysa was still young, and the kingdom of Mountain and Vale made a handsome wedding gift. He was no one Arya had ever seen before, she was certain of it. Smile, Viserys whispered nervously, his hand failing to the hilt of his sword.
Alliser Thorne overheard him. It had been so long, it seemed folly to cling to the hope that Ben Stark was still alive, but Jon Snow was nothing if not stubborn. Ned was not laughing. She is old enough for the khal, Illyrio told him, not for the first time.
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