“What the Imp did or did not swear scarcely matters now,” said Lord Bolton. “Least of all to you... Ser Jaime will continue on to King’s Landing. I said nothing about you, I fear. It would be unconscionable of me to deprive Lord Vargo of both his prizes.”
If any man in the Night’s Watch can make it through the Frostfangs alone & afoot, it is you, brother... Make for the Fist. Tell Mormont what Jon saw, & how. Tell him that the old powers are waking, that he faces giants & wargs & worse. Tell him that the trees have eyes again.
At one place, she spotted a man perched up in a dead tree, with a bow in his hand & a quiver hanging from the branch beside him. The moment he spied them, he notched an arrow to his bowstring, & never looked away until the last wagon was out of sight. All the while, Yoren cursed.