Some man o' Brune's. Gilly was leaving as Sam arrived, wrapped up in the old cloak he'd given her when they were fleeing Craster's Keep. Ser Osney? I did. When you smell our candles burning, what docs it make you think of, my child? Winterfell, she might have said.
Arianne had hoped to reach the river before the sun came up, but they had started much later than she'd planned, so they were still in the saddle when the eastern sky turned red. Or else he's met another girl. Somehow Brienne had taken a wrong turn. Bastards are seldom made upon the belly.
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