Stark povI walk through the castle gates as the sun rises.The guards see me immediately, and their eyes go wide. One of them actually drops his spear."Prince Stark!" the captain of the guard stammers. "We've been searching for you all night, where have you been?""Take me to my father," My voice sounds dead even to my own ears. "But Your Highness, you're covered in blood. You're injured. Let us call the healers—""Take me to my father," I repeat. "Now."The captain swallows hard. "Yes, Your Highness."They escort me through the castle, servants gasp when they see me, I don't blame them though, my clothes were torn in several places, claw and bite wounds scattered on my body.We reach the throne room, and the guards push the massive doors open, revealing my father sitting on his throne and my mother standing beside him. They are not alone, though; behind them are at least a dozen elders and council members.They were expecting me."Stark," my father says, his voice is chilly. "Wher
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