Once Maester Aemon's ravens took flight, Jon knew he would find no safe haven. Khal Drogo commanded his bloodriders to bring forth his own horse, a lean red stallion. Perhaps she owed him something for having come this far. I told him to stay on the ridge, as you commanded.
Men and horses blundered through the predawn chill; saddles were being cinched, wagons loaded, fires extinguished. The message is not for you either. Why should Lord Karstark want him dead? Catelyn asked. Ben will want to be here.
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