[The last things Catelyn remembers are blinding pain and red, so much red. But now she finds herself in a richly furnished room, the warmth of the sun seeping through the wide window. Confusion clouds her mind as she runs her hand down the pale red stones of the wall. Only one place is specifically built like this, but she couldn’t possibly be in the Red Keep.
Catelyn is supposed to be back in Winterfell, bringing her fifth child into the world. But she has no time to dwell on the implications of her circumstances before she feels a presence behind her. She turns quickly, not knowing what she’s about to face, but face it she will.]
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Catelyn is supposed to be back in Winterfell, bringing her fifth child into the world. But she has no time to dwell on the implications of her circumstances before she feels a presence behind her. She turns quickly, not knowing what she’s about to face, but face it she will.]