โโฆher fearlessness, stubborn strength, and bawdy tongue struck a chord for the Lord of Winterfell, who soon began to seek out her company in hall and yard. โShe smells of woodsmoke, not of flowersโ.
ALYSANNE BLACKWOOD
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ALYSANNE BLACKWOOD
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โAmos Bracken cut down and slew Lord Blackwood in single combat, only to perish himself when a weirwood arrow found the eye slit of his helm and drove deep into his skull. [โฆ] that shaft was loosed by Lord Samwellโs sister, Alysanne, who would later be known as Black Alyโ
โA lean tall creature was this wench,โ says the dwarf, โthin as a whip and flat-chested as a boy, but long of leg and strong of arm, with a mane of thick black curls that tumbled down past her waist when loosed.โ
โTo him gathered Benjicot Blackwood of Raventree, already a seasoned warrior at three-and-ten; his fierce young aunt, Black Aly, with three hundred bowsโ
โBorros Baratheon perished fighting. Unhorsed when his destrier was felled by arrows from Black Aly and her bowmen, he battled on afoot, cutting down countless men-at-arms, a dozen knights, and the Lords Mallister and Darry.โ
โAmongst their supporters were two extraordinary women: Alysanne Blackwood, called Black Aly, a sister to the late Lord Samwell Blackwood, and thus aunt to Bloody Ben, and Sabitha Freyโ
โHuntress, horse-breaker, and archer without peer, Black Aly had little of a womanโs softness about her. Many thought her to be of that same ilk as Sabitha Frey, for they were oft in one anotherโs company, and had been known to share a tent whilst on the march.โ
โIt was the women who made the peace. Black Aly, the Maiden of the Vale, the Three Widows, the Dragon Twins, โtwas them who brought the bloodshed to an end, and not with swords or poison, but with ravens, words, and kisses.โ
โI lost my maidenhead in the saddle when I was three-and-ten.โ
โSome would say that you squandered on a horse a gift that by rights should have belonged to your future husband.โ
โSome are fools and she was a good horse, better than most husbands I have seenโ
โSome would say that you squandered on a horse a gift that by rights should have belonged to your future husband.โ
โSome are fools and she was a good horse, better than most husbands I have seenโ
โHer answer pleased Lord Cregan, who laughed aloud and said, โI shall try to remember that, my lady. Aye, Iโll grant your boon.โ
โAnd in return?โ
โAll I ask is all of you, forever. I claim your hand in marriage.โ
โA hand for a head,โ said Black Aly, grinningโฆ โDone.โ
โAnd in return?โ
โAll I ask is all of you, forever. I claim your hand in marriage.โ
โA hand for a head,โ said Black Aly, grinningโฆ โDone.โ
โThe wedding itself was said to be splendid, however; Black Aly and her wolf pledged their troth before the heart tree in Winterfellโs icy godswood. At the feast afterward, four-year-old Rickon, Lord Creganโs son by his first wife, sang a song for his new stepmother.โ
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