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Tyrion

           well,sweetsister,letmepointoutthatascaletipstwoways."Histonewascalm,flat,uncaring;he’dreachedforhisfather’svoice,andfoundit."WhateverhappenstoherhappenstoTommenaswell,andthatincludesthebeatingsandrapes."Ifshethinksmesuchamonster,I’llplaythepartforher.

           Cerseihadnotexpectedthat."Youwouldnotdare."

           Tyrionmadehimselfsmile,slowandcold.Greenandblack,hiseyeslaughedather."Dare?I’lldoitmyself."

           Hissister’shandflashedathisface,buthecaughtherwristandbentitbackuntilshecriedout.Osfrydmovedtoherrescue."OnemorestepandI’llbreakherarm,"thedwarfwarnedhim.Themanstopped."YourememberwhenIsaidyou’dneverhitmeagain,Cersei?"HeshovedhertothefloorandturnedbacktotheKettleblacks."Untieherandremovethatgag."

           Theropehadbeensotightastocutoffthebloodtoherhands.Shecriedoutinpainasthecirculationreturned.Tyrionmassagedherfingersgentlyuntilfeelingreturned."Sweetling,"hesaid,"youmustbebrave.Iamsorrytheyhurtyou."

           "Iknowyou’llfreeme,mylord."

           "Iwill,"hepromised,andAlayayabentoverandkissedhimonthebrow.Herbrokenlipsleftasmearofbloodonhisforehead.AbloodykissismorethanIdeserve,Tyrionthought.Shewouldneverhavebeenhurtbutforme.

           Herbloodstillmarkedhimashelookeddownatthequeen.

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