"I'd never been in one before. At least not a proper one." He and the Brotherhood had stayed at Acorn Hall once and he'd even gone inside, but it was the house of a small lord of no great importance. Their forge hadn't been used in ages. "But I grew up outside one. The Red Keep, so it was. You could go anywhere in the city and its towers would still be staring down at you. When I left, I didn't think it would ever shrink away in the distance."

It did, though, and it had been a strange moment when Gendry could no longer look over his back and see the familiar sight that had marked the entirety of his life.