Битва королей

Tyrion

           WhenIrideuptheStreetofSteel,Iwanttohearhammersringing,nightorday.AndIwantaman,astrongman,toseethatallthisisdone.Areyouthatman,GoodmanIronbelly?"

           "MightbeIam,m’lord.Butwhatofthemailandswordsthequeenwaswanting?"

           Anothersmithspokeup."HerGracecommandedustomakechain-mailandarmor,swordsanddaggersandaxes,allingreatnumbers.Forarminghernewgoldcloaks,m’lord."

           "Thatworkcanwait,"Tyrionsaid."Thechainfirst."

           "M’lord,beggingyourpardon,HerGracesaidthoseasdidn’tmeettheirnumberswouldhavetheirhandscrushed,"theanxiousSmithpersisted."Smashedontheirownanvils,shesaid."

           SweetCersei,alwaysstrivingtomakethesmallfolkloveus."Noonewillhavetheirhandssmashed.Youhavemywordonit."

           "Ironisgrowndear,"Ironbellydeclared,"andthischainwillbeneedingmuchofit,andcokebeside,forthefires."

           "LordBaelishwillseethatyouhavecoinasyouneedit,"Tyrionpromised.HecouldcountonLittlefingerforthatmuch,hehoped."IwillcommandtheCityWatchtohelpyoufindiron.Meltdowneveryhorseshoeinthiscityifyoumust."

           Anoldermanmovedforward,richlydressedinadamasktunicwithsilverfasteningsandacloaklinedwithfox-fur.HeknelttoexaminethegreatsteellinksTyrionhaddumpedonthefloor.

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 309 из 1267