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Tyrion

           Tyrionwasannoyedtoseethatthekinghadliftedthevisorofhishelmagain.Doubtlesstheboywascookinginsideallthatheavysteel...butthelastthingheneededwassomestrayarrowpunchingthroughhisnephew’seye.

           Heclangedthevisorshut."Keepthatclosed,YourGrace;yoursweetpersonisprecioustousall."Andyoudon’twanttospoilthatprettyface,either."TheWhoresareyours."Itwasasgoodatimeasany;flingingmorefirepotsdownontoburningshipsseemedpointless.JoffhadtheAntlerMentrussedupnakedinthesquarebelow,antlersnailedtotheirheads.Whenthey’dbeenbroughtbeforetheIronThroneforjustice,hehadpromisedtosendthemtoStannis.Amanwasnotasheavyasaboulderoracaskofburningpitch,andcouldbethrownadealfarther.SomeofthegoldcloakshadbeenwageringonwhetherthetraitorswouldflyallthewayacrosstheBlackwater."Bequickaboutit,YourGrace,"hetoldJoffrey."We’llwantthetrebuchetsthrowingstonesagainsoonenough.Evenwildfiredoesnotburnforever."

           Joffreyhurriedoffhappy,escortedbySerMeryn,butTyrioncaughtSerOsmundbythewristbeforehecouldfollow."Whateverhappens,keephimsafeandkeephimthere,isthatunderstood?"

           "Asyoucommand."SerOsmundsmiledamiably.

           NosoonerwasJoffoffthanarunnercamepantingupthesteps."Mylord,hurry!"Hethrewhimselftooneknee.

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