They crossed at evenfall as a horned moon floated upon the river. For a moment his grief overwhelmed him. He did not march. The Stark words had never sounded so grim or ominous to Jon as they did now.
No one may carry a blade here or shed a man's blood. A wolf, a man said, and someone else said, Seven hells, that's a direwolf, and the first man said, What's it doing in camp? and the Hound's or grow wings. and there bring the king's justice to the false knight Gregor Clegane, and to all those who shared in his crimes.
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