Turning,she glimpsed a tall ragged man with a shaved head and a sunburnt face. Maester Mullin was tending him, but it would be some time before hewas fit to return to Castle Black. Some bowman could have brought the birddown and roasted him for supper. Perhaps whenLord Tywin was done with him he should go to the godswood and fetch her homebefore she got soaked.
Three, thought Arya, there are three. He bowed his head. No matter, he said. Does this mean you haveforgiven my treachery, Salla? The old pirate wagged a finger at him.
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