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Tyrion

           Ashetumbleddownintothecoldashes,hislionhelmaskew,Shaggasnappedtheman’sswordintwooverakneethickasatreetrunk,threwdownthepieces,andlumberedintothecommonroom.Hewasprecededbyhisstench,riperthanthecheeseandoverpoweringintheclosedspace."Littleredcape,"hesnarled,"whennextyoubaresteelonShaggasonofDolf,Iwillchopoffyourmanhoodandroastitinthefire."

           "What,nogoats?"Tyrionsaid,takingabiteofcheese.

           TheotherclansmenfollowedShaggaintothecommonroom,Bronnwiththem.ThesellswordgaveTyrionaruefulshrug.

           "Whomightyoube?"LordTywinasked,coolassnow.

           "Theyfollowedmehome,Father,"Tyrionexplained."MayIkeepthem?Theydon’teatmuch."

           Noonewassmiling."Bywhatrightdoyousavagesintrudeonourcouncils?"demandedSerKevan.

           "Savages,lowlander?"Connmighthavebeenhandsomeifyouwashedhim."Wearefreemen,andfreemenbyrightssitonallwarcouncils."

           "Whichoneisthelionlord?"Chellaasked.

           "Theyarebotholdmen,"announcedTimettsonofTimett,whohadyettoseehistwentiethyear.

           SerKevan’shandwenttohisswordhilt,buthisbrotherplacedtwofingersonhiswristandheldhimfast.LordTywinseemedunperturbed."Tyrion,haveyouforgottenyourcourtesies?Kindlyacquaintuswithour...honoredguests."

           Tyrionlickedhisfingers."Withpleasure,"hesaid."ThefairmaidisChelladaughterofCheykoftheBlackEars."

           "I’mnomaid,"Chellaprotested.

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