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Tyrion

           Duringalltheterriblelongyearsofhischildhood,onlyJaimehadevershownhimthesmallestmeasureofaffectionorrespect,andforthatTyrionwaswillingtoforgivehimmostanything.

           Aservantapproached."Bread,"Tyriontoldhim,"andtwoofthoselittlefish,andamugofthatgooddarkbeertowashthemdown.Oh,andsomebacon.Burnituntilitturnsblack."Themanbowedandmovedoff.Tyrionturnedbacktohissiblings.Twins,maleandfemale.Theylookedverymuchthepartthismorning.Bothhadchosenadeepgreenthatmatchedtheireyes.Theirblondcurlswereallafashionabletumble,andgoldornamentsshoneatwristsandfingersandthroats.

           Tyrionwonderedwhatitwouldbeliketohaveatwin,anddecidedthathewouldrathernotknow.Badenoughtofacehimselfinalookingglasseveryday.Anotherhimwasathoughttoodreadfultocontemplate.

           PrinceTommenspokeup."DoyouhavenewsofBran,Uncle?"

           "Istoppedbythesickroomlastnight,"Tyrionannounced."Therewasnochange.Themaesterthoughtthatahopefulsign."

           "Idon’twantBrandontodie,"Tommensaidtimorously.Hewasasweetboy.Notlikehisbrother,butthenJaimeandTyrionweresomewhatlessthanpeasinapodthemselves.

           "LordEddardhadabrothernamedBrandonaswell,"Jaimemused."OneofthehostagesmurderedbyTargaryen.Itseemstobeanunluckyname."

           "Oh,notsounluckyasallthat,surely,"Tyrionsaid.Theservantbroughthisplate.Herippedoffachunkofblackbread.

           Cerseiwasstudyinghimwarily."Whatdoyoumean?"

           Tyriongaveheracrookedsmile.

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