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Tyrion

           "Why,onlythatTommenmaygethiswish.Themaesterthinkstheboymayyetlive."Hetookasipofbeer.

           Myrcellagaveahappygasp,andTommensmilednervously,butitwasnotthechildrenTyrionwaswatching.TheglancethatpassedbetweenJaimeandCerseilastednomorethanasecond,buthedidnotmissit.Thenhissisterdroppedhergazetothetable."Thatisnomercy.Thesenortherngodsarecrueltoletthechildlingerinsuchpain."

           "Whatwerethemaester’swords?"Jaimeasked.

           Thebaconcrunchedwhenhebitintoit.Tyrionchewedthoughtfullyforamomentandsaid,"Hethinksthatiftheboyweregoingtodie,hewouldhavedonesoalready.Ithasbeenfourdayswithnochange."

           "WillBrangetbetter,Uncle?"littleMyrcellaasked.Shehadallofhermother’sbeauty,andnoneofhernature.

           "Hisbackisbroken,littleone,"Tyriontoldher."Thefallshatteredhislegsaswell.Theykeephimalivewithhoneyandwater,orhewouldstarvetodeath.Perhaps,ifhewakes,hewillbeabletoeatrealfood,buthewillneverwalkagain."

           "Ifhewakes,"Cerseirepeated."Isthatlikely?"

           "Thegodsaloneknow,"Tyriontoldher."Themaesteronlyhopes."Hechewedsomemorebread."Iwouldswearthatwolfofhisiskeepingtheboyalive.Thecreatureisoutsidehiswindowdayandnight,howling.Everytimetheychaseitaway,itreturns.Themaestersaidtheyclosedthewindowonce,toshutoutthenoise,andBranseemedtoweaken.Whentheyopeneditagain,hisheartbeatstronger."

           Thequeenshuddered.

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