It's just a dream, Bran said. A doubtful look crossed her face. Do remind her to dress nicely today. Kill them yourself, she replied.
Ghost backed away from him uncertainly. Sam's nervous, high-pitched voice was the last he would have expected to hear. As she turned to ride back, a firepit loomed ahead, directly in her path. Your silver is ours.
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