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Tyrion

           Iwasfearfulhowyoumighttakeit.Canyouforgiveme?"

           "No,"Tyrionsnapped."Damnyou.Damnher."HecouldnottouchCersei,heknew.Notyet,notevenifhe’dwantedto,andhewasfarfromcertainthathedid.Yetitrankled,tosithereandmakeamummer’sshowofjusticebypunishingthesorrylikesofJanosSlyntandAllarDeem,whilehissistercontinuedonhersavagecourse."Infuture,youwilltellmewhatyouknow,LordVarys.Allofwhatyouknow."

           Theeunuch’ssmilewassly."Thatmighttakeratheralongtime,mygoodlord.Iknowquitealot."

           "Notenoughtosavethischild,itwouldseem."

           "Alas,no.Therewasanotherbastard,aboy,older.Itookstepstoseehimremovedfromharm’sway...butIconfess,Ineverdreamedthebabewouldbeatrisk.Abaseborngirl,lessthanayearold,withawhoreforamother.Whatthreatcouldshepose?"

           "ShewasRobert’s,"Tyrionsaidbitterly."ThatwasenoughforCersei,itwouldseem."

           "Yes.Itisgrievoussad.Imustblamemyselfforthepoorsweetbabeandhermother,whowassoyoungandlovedtheking."

           "Didshe?"Tyrionhadneverseenthedeadgirl’sface,butinhismindshewasShaeandTyshaboth."Canawhoretrulyloveanyone,Iwonder?No,don’tanswer.SomethingsIwouldrathernotknow."

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