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on coursers and destriers.”  Arya didn’t know  pay for her, though. He was a king now, not the boy she’d left at Winterfell with snow melting in his hair. And if he knew the things she’d done, the stableboy and the guard at Harrenhal and all “What if my brother doesn’t want to ransom me?”  “Why would you think that?” asked Lord Beric.  “Well,” Arya said, “my hair’s messy and my nails are dirty and my feet are all hard.” Robb wouldn’t care about that, probably, but her mother would.