But doesit matter? The boy was not at fault, whatever the truth. She's a child, Lysa. The Red Wedding, the smallfolk arecalling it. Lord Beric gazed at Lem with a queer look in his good eye and no look at allin the other, only scars and dried blood.
The woman followed his guard out, leavingthe bathhouse to the two of them. The castle does them nogood, the armorer told his little garrison. It was poison did the deed, the innkeep insisted. Youkilled her children.
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