Tyrion

           Tyrion

           Theyhadtakenshelterbeneathacopseofaspensjustoffthehighroad.Tyrionwasgatheringdeadwoodwhiletheirhorsestookwaterfromamountainstream.Hestoopedtopickupasplinteredbranchandexamineditcritically."Willthisdo?Iamnotpracticedatstartingfires.Morrecdidthatforme."

           "Afire?"Bronnsaid,spitting."Areyousohungrytodie,dwarf?Orhaveyoutakenleaveofyoursenses?Afirewillbringtheclansmendownonusfrommilesaround.Imeantosurvivethisjourney,Lannister."

           "Andhowdoyouhopetodothat?"Tyrionasked.Hetuckedthebranchunderhisarmandpokedaroundthroughthesparseundergrowth,lookingformore.Hisbackachedfromtheeffortofbending;theyhadbeenridingsincedaybreak,whenastone-facedSerLynCorbrayhadusheredthemthroughtheBloodyGateandcommandedthemnevertoreturn.

           "Wehavenochanceoffightingourwayback,"Bronnsaid,"buttwocancovermoregroundthanten,andattractlessnotice.Thefewerdayswespendinthesemountains,themorelikewearetoreachtheriverlands.Ridehardandfast,Isay.Travelbynightandholeupbyday,avoidtheroadwherewecan,makenonoiseandlightnofires."

           TyrionLannistersighed."Asplendidplan,Bronn.Tryit,asyoulike...andforgivemeifIdonotlingertoburyyou."

           "Youthinktooutliveme,dwarf?"Thesellswordgrinned.HehadadarkgapinhissmilewheretheedgeofSerVardisEgen’sshieldhadcrackedatoothinhalf.

           Tyrionshrugged.

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