Riders.
She had counted three for certain, up in front; and there appeared to be several more following behind them, though not as many as an army. Quickly she went back inside, barred the heavy wooden door closed behind her, and then hurried down the stone turret staircase to tell someone, alert the guards and soldiers to sound the tower bells in case it was not what she had hoped and prayed for, and the castle would need to be secured. Her hurrying down the spiralling stairs and what she had just seen had left her feeling nearly breathless.
"Bran! Maester Wolkan!" she called out.