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... t clung to the grey granite of the courtyard, glistening in the pale, pre-dawn light. The main host of the Northern army had just marched out of the gates, their heavy boots and wagon wheels leaving a churned, muddy wake on the dirt paths that fed into the new concrete Kingsroad.
Ned Stark had remained behind. A Lord paramount belonged at the head of his army, but a father needed to bid farewell to his family.
Now, clad in his heavy plate armor, a cloak of dark grey wool trimmed ...
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