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... er the battle, the air was thick with the smell of wet ash and iron. The Trident had returned to its normal color, washing the blood of princes and peasants alike into the Narrow Sea, but the scars on the land remained.
Ned stood by his horse, watching the sun rise. He looked exhausted. His armor was dented, his cloak stiff with dried mud, but his eyes were wide awake.
"We move now," Ned told the assembled lords.
Robert was still in the medical tent, cursing the maesters ...
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