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A man went before them, pounding out a slow, deep-throated marching rhythm on a drum that was bigger than he was, boom, boom, boom.
有個士卒走在隊伍前方，敲著一個比他人還大的鼓，“咚，咚，咚”，擊打出緩慢而沉厚的行軍節奏。
Bran watched them come from a guard turret atop the outer wall, peering through Maester Luwin's bronze far-eye while perched on Hodor's shoulders. Lord Rickard himself led them, his sons Harrion and Eddard and Torrhen riding beside him beneath night-black banners emblazoned with the white sunburst of their House. Old Nan said they had Stark blood in them, going back hundreds of years, but they did not look like Starks to Bran. They were big men, and fierce, faces covered with thick beards, hair worn loose past the shoulders. Their cloaks were made of skins, the pelts of bear and seal and wolf.
布蘭待在外城墻上一座守衛塔里，坐在阿多肩頭，正用魯溫學士的青銅望遠鏡觀察漸漸走近的軍隊。瑞卡德伯爵親自領軍，他的兒子哈利昂、艾德和托倫騎馬與之并肩而行，他們頭頂飛揚著以漆黑夜色為底、白色日芒為徽的旗幟。老奶媽說他們體內流有史塔克族人的血液，可以追溯到數百年前，然而在布蘭看來，這些人實在不像史塔克家后代，他們個個生得人高馬大，神情剽悍，臉上長著粗粗的胡子，發長過肩，披風則是用熊、海豹和狼的皮做成。
They were the last, he knew. The other lords were already here, with their hosts. Bran yearned to ride out among them, to see the winter houses full to bursting, the jostling crowds in the market square every morning, the streets rutted and torn by wheel and hoof. But Robb had forbidden him to leave the castle. "We have no men to spare to guard you," his brother had explained.
他知道，這是最后一批軍隊。其他領主已先后率兵抵達。布蘭滿心期盼能和他們一道騎馬出城，去看看避冬市鎮的屋宇人滿為患、擠得水泄不通的模樣；看看每天早上市集廣場上的摩肩接踵；看看巷道印滿車轍馬蹄的景況。可羅柏不準他離開城堡。“我們沒有多余的人手保護你。”哥哥向他解釋。
"I'll take Summer," Bran argued.
“我會帶夏天一起去啊。”布蘭辯解。
