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Sansa

           Thethreedressedalike,ingreenvelvettrimmedwithsable.

           Thekingdescendedthethroneoncemoretogreetthem,agreathonor.Hefastenedaboutthethroatofeachachainofroseswroughtinsoftyellowgold,fromwhichhungagoldendiscwiththelionofLannisterpickedoutinrubies."Therosessupportthelion,asthemightofHighgardensupportstherealm,"proclaimedJoffrey."Ifthereisanyboonyouwouldaskofme,askanditshallbeyours."

           Andnowitcomes,thoughtSansa.

           "YourGrace,"saidSerLoras,"IbegthehonorofservinginyourKingsguard,todefendyouagainstyourenemies."

           JoffreydrewtheKnightofFlowerstohisfeetandkissedhimonhischeek."Done,brother."

           LordTyrellbowedhishead."ThereisnogreaterpleasurethantoservetheKing’sGrace.IfIwasdeemedworthytojoinyourroyalcouncil,youwouldfindnonemoreloyalortrue."

           JoffputahandonLordTyrell’sshoulderandkissedhimwhenhestood."Yourwishisgranted."

           SerGarlanTyrell,fiveyearsseniortoSerLoras,wasatallerbeardedversionofhismorefamousyoungerbrother.Hewasthickeraboutthechestandbroaderattheshoulders,andthoughhisfacewascomelyenough,helackedSerLoras’sstartlingbeauty."YourGrace,"Garlansaidwhenthekingapproachedhim,"Ihaveamaidensister,Margaery,thedelightofourHouse.

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