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ing into ruin； its bronze doors closed now for a century。 The Street of the Sisters ran between them； straight as an arrow。 The city walls rose in the distance； high and strong。
A hundred quays lined the waterfront； and the harbor was crowded with ships。 Deepwater fishing boats and river runners came and went； ferrymen poled back and forth across the Blackwater Rush； trading galleys unloaded goods from Braavos and Pentos and Lys。 Catelyn spied the queen's ornate barge； tied up beside a fat…bellied whaler from the Port of Ibben； its hull black with tar； while upriver a dozen lean golden warships rested in their cribs； sails furled and cruel iron rams lapping at the water。
And above it all； frowning down from Aegon's high hill； was the Red Keep； seven huge drum…towers crowned with iron ramparts； an immense grim barbican； vaulted halls and covered bridges； barracks and dungeons and granaries； massive curtain walls studded with archers' nests； all fashioned of pale red stone。 Aegon the Conqueror had manded it built。 His son Maegor the Cruel had seen it pleted。 Afterward he had taken the heads of every stonemason； woodworker； and builder who had labored on it。 Only the blood of the dragon would ever know the secrets of the fortress the Dragonlords had built； he vowed。
Yet now the banners that flew from its battlements were golden； not black； and where the three…headed dragon had once breathed fire； now pranced the crowned stag of House Baratheon。
A high…masted swan ship from the Summer Isles was beating out from port； its white sails huge with wind。 The Stonn Dancer moved past it； pulling steadily for shore。
〃My lady；〃 Ser Rodrik said； 〃I have thought on how best to proceed while I lay abed。 You must not enter the castle。 I will go in your stead and bring Ser Aron to you in some safe place。〃
She studied the old knight as the galley drew near to a pier。 Moreo was shouting in the vulgar Valyrian of the Free Cities。 〃You would be as much at risk as I would。〃
Ser Rodrik smiled。 〃I think not。 I looked at my reflection in the water earlier and scarcely recognized myself。 My mother was the last person to see me without whiskers； and she is forty years dead。 I believe I am safe enough； my lady。〃
Moreo bellowed a mand。 As one； sixty oars lifted from the river； then reversed and backed water。 The galley slowed。 Another shout。 The oars slid back inside the hull。 As they thumped against the dock； Tyroshi seamen leapt down to tie up。 Moreo came bustling up； all smiles。 〃King's Landing； my lady； as you did mand； and never has a ship made a swifter or surer passage。 Will you be needing assistance to carry your things to the castle？〃
〃We shall not be going to the castle。 Perhaps you can suggest an inn； someplace clean and fortable and not too far from the river。〃
The Tyroshi fingered his forked green beard。 〃Just so。 I know of several establishments that might suit your needs。 Yet first； if I may be so bold； there is the matter of the second half of the payment we agreed upon。 And of course the extra silver you were so kind as to promise。 Sixty stags； I believe it was。〃
〃For the oarmen；〃 Catelyn reminded him。
〃Oh； of a certainty；〃 said Moreo。 〃Though perhaps I should hold it for them until we return to Tyrosh。 For the sake of their wives and children。 If you give them the silver here； my lady； they will dice it away or spend it all for a night's pleasure。〃
〃There are worse things to spend money on；〃 Ser Rodrik put in。 〃Winter is ing。〃
〃A man must make his own choices；〃 Catelyn said。 〃They earned the silver。 How they spend it is no concern of mine。〃
〃As you say； my lady；〃 Moreo replied； bowing and smiling。
Just to be sure； Catelyn paid the oarmen herself； a stag to each man； and a copper to the two men who carried their chests halfway up Visenya's hill to the inn that Moreo had suggested。 It was a rambling old place on Eel Alley。 The woman who owned it was a sour crone with a wandering eye who looked them over suspiciously and bit the coin that Catelyn offered her to make sure it was real。 Her rooms were large and airy； though； and Moreo swore that her fish stew was the most savory in all the Seven Kingdoms。 Best of all； she had no interest in their names。
〃I think it best if you stay away from the mon room；〃 Ser Rodrik said； after they had settled in。 〃Even in a place like this； one never knows who may be watching。〃 He wore ringmail； dagger； and longsword under a dark cloak with a hood he could pull up over his head。 〃I will be back before nightfall； with Ser Aron；〃 he promised。 〃Rest now； my lady。〃
Catelyn was tired。 The voyage had been long and fatiguing； and she was no longer as young as she had been。 Her windows opened on the alley and rooftops； with a view of the Blackwater beyond。 She watched Ser Rodrik set off； striding briskly through the busy streets until he was lost in the crowds； then decided to take his advice。 The bedding was stuffed with straw instead of feathers； but she had no trouble falling asleep。
She woke to a pounding on her door。
Catelyn sat up sharply。 Outside the window； the rooftops of King's Landing were red in the light of the setting sun。 She had slept longer than she intended。 A fist hammered at her door again； and a voice called out； 〃Open； in the name of the king。〃
〃A moment；〃 she called out。 She wrapped herself in her cloak。 The dagger was on the bedside table。 She snatched it up before she unlatched the heavy wooden door。
The men who pushed into the room wore the black ringmail and golden cloaks of the City Watch。 Their leader smiled at the dagger in her hand and said； 〃No need for that； m'lady。 We're to escort you to the castle。〃
〃By whose authority？〃 she said。
He showed her a ribbon。 Catelyn felt her breath catch in her throat。 The seal was a mockingbird； in grey wax。 〃Petyr；〃 she said。 So soon。 Something must have happened to Ser Rodrik。 She looked at the head guardsman。 〃Do you know who I am？〃
〃No； m'lady；〃 he said。 〃M'lord Littlefinger said only to bring you to him； and see that you were not mistreated。〃
Catelyn nodded。 〃You may wait outside while I dress。〃
She bathed her hands in the basin and wrapped them in clean linen。 Her fingers were thick and awkward as she struggled to lace up her bodice and knot a drab brown cloak about her neck。 How could Littlefinger have known she was here？ Ser Rodrik would never have told him。 Old he might be； but he was stubborn； and loyal to a fault。 Were they too late； had the Lannisters reached King's Landing before her？ No； if that were true； Ned would be here too； and surely he would have e to her。 How 。 。 。 ？
Then she thought； Moreo。 The Tyroshi knew who they were and where they were； damn him。 She hoped he'd gotten a good price for the information。
They had brought a horse for her。 The lamps were being lit along the streets as they set out； and Catelyn felt the eyes of the city on her as she rode； surrounded by the guard in their golden cloaks。 When they reached the Red Keep； the portcullis was down and the great gates sealed for the night； but the castle windows were alive with flickering lights。 The guardsmen left their mounts outside the walls and escorted her through a narrow postern do