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Tyrion

           "Domenokindnesses,Father,"hesaidangrily."Ifyouhavenoothercommandtoofferme,I’llleadyourvan."

           LordTywinstudiedhisdwarfson."Isaidnothingaboutcommand.YouwillserveunderSerGregor."

           Tyriontookonebiteofpork,chewedamoment,andspititoutangrily."IfindIamnothungryafterall,"hesaid,climbingawkwardlyoffthebench."Prayexcuseme,mylords."

           LordTywininclinedhishead,dismissinghim.Tyrionturnedandwalkedaway.Hewasconsciousoftheireyesonhisbackashewaddleddownthehill.Agreatgustoflaughterwentupfrombehindhim,buthedidnotlookback.Hehopedtheyallchokedontheirsucklingpigs.

           Duskhadsettled,turningallthebannersblack.TheLannistercampsprawledformilesbetweentheriverandthekingsroad.Inamongstthemenandthehorsesandthetrees,itwaseasytogetlost,andTyriondid.Hepassedadozengreatpavilionsandahundredcookfires.Firefliesdriftedamongstthetentslikewanderingstars.Hecaughtthescentofgarlicsausage,spicedandsavory,sotemptingitmadehisemptystomachgrowl.Awayinthedistance,heheardvoicesraisedinsomebawdysong.Agigglingwomanracedpasthim,nakedbeneathadarkcloak,herdrunkenpursuerstumblingovertreeroots.Fartheron,twospearmenfacedeachotheracrossalittletrickleofastream,practicingtheirthrust-and-parryinthefadinglight,theirchestsbareandslickwithsweat.

           Noonelookedathim.Noonespoketohim.Noonepaidhimanymind.

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