All he was, he owed Jon Arryn, but when the widow fled to the Eyrie with her household, he stayed in King's Landing and prospered. Ghost cocked his head and listened. He went instead to the iron cage beside the well, clambered inside, and yanked hard on the bell rope, three quick pulls. The high officers frightened him, Jon knew, the Old Bear most of all.
Ned Stark thought of pale blue roses, and for a moment he wanted to weep. Now that is gall. Oh, there, he's Cregan Stark. Gnawed and fingerless, the arm thrashed on the floor, wriggling toward him.
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