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〃Yes；〃 the maester said； 〃but this battle he cannot win。 It is time he lay down his sword and shield。 Time to yield。〃
To yield； she thought； to make a peace。 Was it her father the maester was speaking of； or her son？
At evenfall； Jeyne Westerling came to see her。 The young queen entered the solar timidly。 〃Lady Catelyn； I do not mean to disturb you 。 。 。〃
〃You are most wele here； Your Grace。〃 Catelyn had been sewing； but she put the needle aside now。
〃Please。 Call me Jeyne。 I don't feel like a Grace。〃
〃You are one； nonetheless。 Please； e sit； Your Grace。〃
〃Jeyne。〃 She sat by the hearth and smoothed her skirt out anxiously。
〃As you wish。 How might I serve you； Jeyne？〃
〃It's Robb；〃 the girl said。 〃He's so miserable； so 。 。 。 so angry and disconsolate。 I don't know what to do。〃
〃It is a hard thing to take a man's life。〃
〃I know。 I told him； he should use a headsman。 When Lord Tywin sends a man to die； all he does is give the mand。 it's easier that way； don't you think？〃
〃Yes；〃 said Catelyn； 〃but my lord husband taught his sons that killing should never be easy。〃
〃Oh。〃 Queen Jeyne wet her lips。 〃Robb has not eaten all day。 I had Rollam bring him a nice supper； boar's ribs and stewed onions and ale； but he never touched a bite of it。 He spent all morning writing a letter and told me not to disturb him； but when the letter was done he burned it。 Now he is sitting and looking at maps。 I asked him what he was looking for； but he never answered。 I don't think he ever heard me。 He wouldn't even change out of his clothes。 They were damp all day； and bloody。 I want to be a good wife to him； I do； but I don't know how to help。 To cheer him； or fort him。 I don't know what he needs。 Please； my lady； you're his mother； tell me what I should do。〃
Tell me what I should do。 Catelyn might have asked the same； if her father had been well enough to ask。 But Lord Hoster was gone； or near enough。 Her Ned as well。 Bran and Rickon too； and Mother； and Brandon so long ago。 Only Robb remained to her； Robb and the fading hope of her daughters。
〃Sometimes；〃 Catelyn said slowly； 〃the best thing you can do is nothing。 When I first came to Winterfell； I was hurt whenever Ned went to the godswood to sit beneath his heart tree。 Part of his soul was in that tree； I knew； a part I would never share。 Yet without that part； I soon realized； he would not have been Ned。 Jeyne； child； you have wed the north； as I did 。 。 。 and in the north； the winters will e。〃 She tried to smile。 〃Be patient。 Be understanding。 He loves you and he needs you； and he will e back to you soon enough。 This very night； perhaps。 Be there when he does。 That is all I can tell you。〃
The young queen listened raptly。 〃I will；〃 she said when Catelyn was done。 〃I'll be there。〃 She got to her feet。 〃I should go back。 He might have missed me。 I'll see。 But if he's still at his maps； I'll be patient。〃
〃Do；〃 said Catelyn； but when the girl was at the door； she thought of something else。 〃Jeyne；〃 she called after； 〃there's one more thing Robb needs from you； though he may not know it yet himself。 A king must have an heir。〃
The girl smiled at that。 〃My mother says the same。 She makes a posset for me； herbs and milk and ale； to help make me fertile。 I drink it every morning。 I told Robb I'm sure to give him twins。 An Eddard and a Brandon。 He liked that； I think。 We 。 。 。 we try most every day； my lady。 Sometimes twice or more。〃 The girl blushed very prettily。 〃I'll be with child soon； I promise。 I pray to our Mother Above； every night。〃
〃Very good。 I will add my prayers as well。 To the old gods and the new。〃
When the girl had gone； Catelyn turned back to her father and smoothed the thin white hair across his brow。 〃An Eddard and a Brandon；〃 she sighed softly。 〃And perhaps in time a Hoster。 Would you like that？〃 He did not answer； but she had never expected that he would。 As the sound of the rain on the roof mingled with her father's breathing； she thought about Jeyne。 The girl did seem to have a good heart； just as Robb had said。 And good hips； which might be more important。
CHAPTER 21
JAIME
Two days' ride to either side of the kingsroad； they passed through a wide swath of destruction； miles of blackened fields and orchards where the trunks of dead trees jutted into the air like archers' stakes。 The bridges were burnt as well； and the streams swollen by autumn rains； so they had to range along the banks in search of fords。 The nights were alive with howling of wolves； but they saw no people。
At Maidenpool； Lord Mooton's red salmon still flew above the castle on its hill； but the town walls were deserted； the gates smashed； half the homes and shops burned or plundered。 They saw nothing living but a few feral dogs that went slinking away at the sound of their approach。 The pool from which the town took its name； where legend said that Florian the Fool had first glimpsed jonquil bathing with her sisters； was so choked with rotting corpses that the water had turned into a murky grey…green soup。
Jaime took one look and burst into song。 〃Six maids there were in a spring…fed pool 。 。 。〃
〃What are you doing？〃 Brienne demanded。
〃Singing。 'Six Maids in a Pool/ I'm sure you've heard it。 And shy little maids they were； too。 Rather like you。 Though somewhat prettier； I'll warrant。〃
〃Be quiet；〃 the wench said； with a look that suggested she would love to leave him floating in the pool among the corpses。
〃Please； Jaime；〃 pleaded cousin Cleos。 〃Lord Mooton is sworn to Riverrun； we don't want to draw him out of his castle。 And there may be other enemies hiding in the rubble 。 。 。〃
〃Hers or ours？ They are not the same； coz。 I have a yen to see if the wench can use that sword she wears。〃
〃If you won't be quiet； you leave me no choice but to gag you； Kingslayer。〃
〃Unchain my hands and I'll play mute all the way to King's Landing。 What could be fairer than that； wench？〃
〃Brienne！ My name is Brienne！〃 Three crows went flapping into the air startled at the sound。
〃Care for a bath； Brienne？〃 He laughed。 〃You're a maiden and there's the pool。 I'll wash your back。〃 He used to scrub Cersei's back； when they were children together at Casterly Rock。
The wench turned her horse's head and trotted away。 Jaime and Ser Cleos followed her out of the ashes of Maidenpool。 A half mile on； green began to creep back into the world once more。 Jaime was glad。 The burned lands reminded him too much of Aerys。
〃She's taking the Duskendale road；〃 Ser Cleos muttered。 〃it would be safer to follow the coast。〃
〃Safer but slower。 I'm for Duskendale； coz。 If truth be told； I'm bored with your pany。〃 You may be half Lannistei； but you're a far cry from my sister。
He could never bear to be long apart from his twin。 Even as children； they would creep into each other's beds and sleep with their arms entwined。 Even in the womb。 Long before his sister's flowering or the advent of his own manhood； they had seen mares and stallions in the fields and dogs and bitches in the kennels and played at doing the same。 Once their mother's maid had caught them at it 。 。 。 he did not recall just what they had been doing； but whatever it was had horrified Lady Joanna。 She'd sent the maid away； moved Jaime's bedchamber to the other side of Casterly Rock； set a guard outside Cersei's； and told them that they must never do that again or she would have no choice but to tell their lord father。 They need not have feared； though。 It was not long after that she died birthing Tyrion。 Jaime barely remembered what his mother had looked like。
Perhaps Stannis Baratheon and the Starks had done him a kindness。 They had spread their tale of incest all over the Seven Kingdoms； so there was nothing left to hide。 Why shouldn't I marry Cersei openly and share her bed every night？ The dragons always married their sisters。 Septons； lords； and smallfolk had turned a blind eye to the Targaryens for hundreds of years； let them do the same for House Lannister。 It would play havoc with Joffrey's claim to the crown； to be sure； but in the end it had been swords that had won the iron Throne for Robert； and swords could keep Joffrey there as well； regardless of whose seed he was。 We could marry him to Myrcella； once we've sent Sansa Stark back to her mother。 That would show the realm that the Lannisters are above their laws； like gods and Targaryens。
Jaime had decided that he would return Sansa； and the younger girl as well if she could be found。 It was not like to win him back his lost honor； but the notion of keeping faith when they all expected betrayal amused him more than he could say。
They were riding past a trampled wheatfield and a low stone wall when Jaime heard a soft thrum from behind； as if a dozen birds had taken flight at once。 〃Down！〃 he shouted； throwing himself against the neck of his horse。 The gelding screamed and reared as an arrow took him in the rump。 other shafts went hissing past。 Jaime saw Ser Cleos lurch from the saddle； twisting as his foot caught in the stirrup。 His palfrey bolted； and Frey was dragged past shouting； head bouncing against the ground。
Jaime's gelding lumbered off ponderously； blowing and snorting in pain。 He craned around to look for Brienne。