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Tyrion

           "Theyrelievedmeofmypursewhentheycapturedme,butthegoldisstillmine.CatelynStarkmighttakeamanprisoner,butshe’dneverstooptorobhim.Thatwouldn’tbehonorable.Helpme,andallthegoldisyours."Mord’sstraplickedout,butitwasahalfhearted,desultoryswing,slowandcontemptuous.Tyrioncaughttheleatherinhishandandhelditprisoned."Therewillbenorisktoyou.Allyouneeddoisdeliveramessage."

           ThegaoleryankedhisleatherstrapfreeofTyrion’sgrasp."Message,"hesaid,asifhehadneverheardthewordbefore.Hisfrownmadedeepcreasesinhisbrow.

           "Youheardme,mylord.Onlycarrymywordtoyourlady.Tellher..."What?WhatwouldpossiblymakeLysaAnynrelent?TheinspirationcametoTyrionLannistersuddenly."....tellherthatIwishtoconfessmycrimes."

           MordraisedhisarmandTyrionbracedhimselfforanotherblow,buttheturnkeyhesitated.Suspicionandgreedwarredinhiseyes.Hewantedthatgold,yethefearedatrick;hehadthelookofamanwhohadoftenbeentricked."Islie,"hemuttereddarkly."Dwarfmancheatme."

           "Iwillputmypromiseinwriting,"Tyrionvowed.

           Someilliteratesheldwritingindisdain;othersseemedtohaveasuperstitiousreverenceforthewrittenword,asifitweresomesortofmagic.Fortunately,Mordwasoneofthelatter.Theturnkeyloweredthestrap."Writingdowngold.Muchgold."

           "Oh,muchgold,"Tyrionassuredhim."Thepurseisjustataste,myfriend.Mybrotherwearsarmorofsolidgoldplate."

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