Old Nan said there were ghosts there, and dungeons where terrible things had been done, and dragon heads on the walls. The Old Bear's in his solar, one of them announced. She closed her eyes and bit her lip and sent the fear away. Mountains of the Moon, past high passes and deep chasms to the Vale of Arryn and the stony Fingers beyond.
Rubies, Sansa said, lost. Bran listened. Stark's gone. Two babes stillborn, twice as many miscarriages, Lord Arryn's death .
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