Arya's face darkened when she heard that. Finally, on a grey windy afternoon, Bryen came running back to the tower withhis dogs barking at his heels, to announce that riders were approaching fromthe southwest. Arya didn't know how much Robb would pay for her, though. A couple were wounded worse than Bannen, to look atthem.
That was his nature. I'll scream very loudly. Behind it sat stout Lord Mace Tyrell in a gold mantle overgreen, and slender Prince Oberyn Martell in flowing robes of striped orange,yellow, and scarlet. Their cloaks were flapping behind them.
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