grrm.astormofswords-第13章

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　won't　let　them　take　us；　she　vowed　silently；　reaching　back　over　her　shoulder　to　touch　the　hilt　of　the　sword　that　Gendry　had　stolen　for　her。　I　won't。
　Late　that　afternoon；　they　emerged　from　beneath　the　trees　and　found　themselves　on　the　banks　of　a　river。　Hot　Pie　gave　a　whoop　of　delight。　〃The　Trident！　Now　all　we　have　to　do　is　go　upstream；　like　you　said。　We're　almost　there！〃
　Arya　chewed　her　lip。　〃I　don't　think　this　is　the　Trident。〃　The　river　was　swollen　by　the　rain；　but　even　so　it　couldn't　be　much　more　than　thirty　feet　across。　She　remembered　the　Trident　as　being　much　wider。　〃It's　too　little　to　be　the　Trident；〃　she　told　them；　〃and　we　didn't　e　far　enough。〃
　〃Yes　we　did；〃　Hot　Pie　insisted。　〃We　rode　all　day；　and　hardly　stopped　at　all。　We　must　have　e　a　long　way。〃
　〃Let's　have　a　look　at　that　map　again；〃　said　Gendry。
　Arya　dismounted；　took　out　the　map；　unrolled　it。　The　rain　pattered　against　the　sheepskin　and　ran　off　in　rivulets。　〃We're　someplace　here；　I　think；〃　she　said；　pointing；　as　the　boys　peered　over　her　shoulders。
　〃But；〃　said　Hot　Pie；　〃that's　hardly　any　ways　at　all。　See；　Harrenhal's　there　by　your　finger；　you're　almost　touching　it。　And　we　rode　all　day！〃
　〃There's　miles　and　miles　before　we　reach　the　Trident；〃　she　said。　〃We　won't　be　there　for　days。　This　must　be　some　different　river；　one　of　these；　see。〃　She　showed　him　some　of　the　thinner　blue　lines　the　mapmaker　had　painted　in；　each　with　a　name　painted　in　flne　script　beneath　it。　〃The　Darry；　the　Greenapple；　the　Maiden　。　。　。　here；　this　one；　the　Little　Willow；　it　might　be　that。〃
　Hot　Pie　looked　from　the　line　to　the　river。　〃It　doesn't　look　so　little　to　me。〃
　Gendry　was　frowning　as　well。　〃The　one　you're　pointing　at　runs　into　that　other　one；　see。〃
　〃The　Big　Willow；〃　she　read。
　〃The　Big　Willow；　then。　See；　and　the　Big　Willow　runs　into　the　Trident；　so　we　could　follow　the　one　to　the　other；　but　we'd　need　to　go　downstream；　not　up。　Only　if　this　river　isn't　the　Little　Willow；　if　it's　this　other　one　here　。　。　。〃
　〃Rippledown　Rill；〃　Arya　read。
　〃See；　it　loops　around　and　flows　down　toward　the　lake；　back　to　Harrenhal。〃　He　traced　the　line　with　a　finger。
　Hot　Pie's　eyes　grew　wide。　〃No！　They'll　kill　us　for　sure。〃
　〃We　have　to　know　which　river　this　is；〃　declared　Gendry；　in　his　stubbornest　voice。　〃We　have　to　know。〃
　〃Well；　we　don't。〃　The　map　might　have　names　written　beside　the　blue　lines；　but　no　one　had　written　a　name　on　the　riverbank。　〃We　won't　go　up　or　downstream；〃　she　decided；　rolling　up　the　map。　〃We'll　cross　and　keep　going　north；　like　we　were。〃
　〃Can　horses　swim？〃　asked　Hot　Pie。　〃It　looks　deep；　Arry。　What　if　there　are　snakes？〃
　〃Are　you　sure　we're　going　north？〃　asked　Gendry。　〃All　these　hills　。　。　。　if　we　got　turned　around　。　。　。〃
　〃The　moss　on　the　trees…〃
　He　pointed　to　a　nearby　tree。　〃That　tree's　got　moss　on　three　sides；　and　that　next　one　has　no　moss　at　all。　We　could　be　lost；　just　riding　around　in　a　circle。〃
　〃We　could　be；〃　said　Arya；　〃but　I'm　going　to　cross　the　river　anyway。　You　can　e　or　you　can　stay　here。〃　She　climbed　back　into　the　saddle；　ignoring　the　both　of　them。　If　they　didn't　want　to　follow；　they　could　find　Riverrun　on　their　own；　though　more　likely　the　Mummers　would　just　find　them。
　She　had　to　ride　a　good　half　mile　along　the　bank　before　she　finally　found　a　place　where　it　looked　as　though　it　might　be　safe　to　cross；　and　even　then　her　mare　was　reluctant　to　enter　the　water。　The　river；　whatever　its　name；　was　running　brown　and　fast；　and　the　deep　part　in　the　middle　came　up　past　the　horse's　belly。　Water　filled　her　boots；　but　she　pressed　in　her　heels　all　the　same　and　climbed　out　on　the　far　bank。　From　behind　she　heard　splashing；　and　a　mare's　nervous　whinny。　They　followed；　then。　Good。　She　turned　to　watch　as　the　boys　struggled　across　and　emerged　dripping　beside　her。　〃It　wasn't　the　Trident；〃　she　told　them。　〃It　wasn't。〃
　The　next　river　was　shallower　and　easier　to　ford。　That　one　wasn't　the　Trident　either；　and　no　one　argued　with　her　when　she　told　them　they　would　cross　it。
　Dusk　was　settling　as　they　stopped　to　rest　the　horses　once　more　and　share　another　meal　of　bread　and　cheese。　〃I'm　cold　and　wet；〃　Hot　Pie　plained。　〃We're　a　long　way　from　Harrenhal　now；　for　sure。　We　could　have　us　a　fire…〃
　〃NO！〃　Arya　and　Gendry　both　said；　at　the　exact　same　instant。　Hot　Pie　quailed　a　little。　Arya　gave　Gendry　a　sideways　look。　He　said　it　with　me；　like　Jon　used　to　do；　back　in　Winterfell。　She　missed　Jon　Snow　the　most　of　all　her　brothers。
　〃Could　we　sleep　at　least？〃　Hot　Pie　asked。　〃I'm　so　tired；　Arry；　and　my　arse　is　sore。　I　think　I've　got　blisters。〃
　〃You'll　have　more　than　that　if　you're　caught；〃　she　said。　〃We've　got　to　keep　going。　We've　got　to。〃
　〃But　it's　almost　dark；　and　you　can't　even　see　the　moon。〃
　〃Get　back　on　your　horse。〃
　Plodding　along　at　a　slow　walking　pace　as　the　light　faded　around　them；　Arya　found　her　own　exhaustion　weighing　heavy　on　her。　She　needed　sleep　as　much　as　Hot　Pie；　but　they　dare　not。　If　they　slept；　they　might　open　their　eyes　to　find　Vargo　Hoat　standing　over　them　with　Shagwell　the　Fool　and　Faithful　Urswyck　and　Rorge　and　Biter　and　Septon　Utt　and　all　his　other　monsters。
　Yet　after　a　while　the　motion　of　her　horse　became　as　soothing　as　the　rocking　of　a　cradle；　and　Arya　found　her　eyes　growing　heavy。　She　let　them　close；　just　for　an　instant；　then　snapped　them　wide　again。　I　can't　go　to　sleep；　she　screamed　at　herself　silently；　I　can't；　I　can't。　She　knuckled　at　her　eye　and　rubbed　it　hard　to　keep　it　open；　clutching　the　reins　tightly　and　kicking　her　mount　to　a　canter。　But　neither　she　nor　the　horse　could　sustain　the　pace；　and　it　was　only　a　few　moments　before　they　fell　back　to　a　walk　again；　and　a　few　more　until　her　eyes　closed　a　second　time。　This　time　they　did　not　open　quite　so　quickly。
　When　they　did；　she　found　that　her　horse　had　e　to　a　stop　and　was　nibbling　at　a　tuft　of　grass；　while　Gendry　was　shaking　her　arm。　〃You　fell　asleep；〃　he　told　her。
　〃I　was　just　resting　my　eyes。〃
　〃You　were　resting　them　a　long　while；　then。　Your　horse　was　wandering　in　a　circle；　but　it　wasn't　till　she　stopped　that　I　realized　you　were　sleeping。　Hot　Pie's　just　as　bad；　he　rode　into　a　tree　limb　and　got　knocked　off；　you　should　have　heard　him　yell。　Even　that　didn't　wake　you　up。　You　need　to　stop　and　sleep。〃
　〃I　can　keep　going　as　long　as　you　can。〃　She　yawned。
　〃Liar；〃　he　said。　〃You　keep　going　if　you　want　to　be　stupid；　but　I'm　stopping。　I'll　take　the　first　watch。　You　sleep。〃
　〃What　about　Hot　Pie？〃
　Gendry　pointed。　Hot　Pie　was　already　on　the　ground；　curled　up　beneath　his　cloak　on　a　bed　of　damp　leaves　and　snoring　softly。　He　had　a　big　wedge　of　cheese　in　one　fist；　but　it　looked　as　though　he　had　fallen　asleep　between　bites。
　It　was　no　good　arguing；　Arya　realized；　Gendry　had　the　right　of　it。　The　Mummers　will　need　to　sleep　too；　she　told　herself；　hoping　it　was　true。　She　was　so　weary　it　was　a　struggle　even　to　get　down　from　the　saddle；　but　she　remembered　to　hobble　her　horse　before　finding　a　place　beneath　a　beech　tree。　The　ground　was　hard　and　damp。　She　wondered　how　long　it　would　be　before　she　slept　in　a　bed　again；　with　hot　food　and　a　fire　to　warm　her。　The　last　thing　she　did　before　closing　her　eyes　was　unsheathe　her　sword　and　lay　it　down　beside　her。　〃Ser　Gregor；〃　she　whispered；　yawning。　〃Dunsen；　Polliver；　Raff　the　Sweetling。　The　Tickler　and　。　。　。　the　Tickler　。　。　。　the　Hound　。　。　。〃
　Her　dreams　were　red　and　savage。　The　Mummers　were　in　them；　four　at　least；　a　pale　Lyseni　and　a　dark　brutal　axeman　from　Ib；　the　scarred　Dothraki　horse　lord　called　Iggo　and　a　Dornishman　whose　name　she　never　knew。　On　and　on　they　came；　riding　through　the　rain　in　rusting　mail　and　wet　leather；　swords　and　axe　clanking　against　their　saddles。　They　thought　they　were　hunting　her；　she　knew　with　all　the　strange　sharp　certainty　of　dreams；　but　they　were　wrong。　She　was　hunting　them。
　She　was　no　little　girl　in　the　dream；　she　was　a　wolf；　huge　and　powerful；　and　when　she　emerged　from　beneath　the　trees　in　front　of　them　and　bared　her　teeth　in　a　low　rumbling　growl；　she　could　smell　the　rank　stench　of　fear　from　horse　and　man　alike。　The　Lyseni's　mount　reared　and　screamed　in　terror；　and　the　others　shouted　at　one　another　in　mantalk；　but　before　they　could　act　the　other　wolves　came　hurtling　from　the　darkness　and　the　rain；　a　great　pack　of　them；　gaunt　and　wet