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Tyrion

           "Mylord,"heannouncedgravely,"thisiscrudeworkatbest.Thereisnoarttoit.Suitablelaborforcommonsmiths,nodoubt,formenwhobendhorseshoesandhammeroutkettles,butIamamasterarmorer,asitpleasemylord.Thisisnoworkforme,normyfellowmasters.Wemakeswordsassharpassong,armorsuchasagodmightwear.Notthis."

           Tyriontiltedhisheadtothesideandgavethemanadoseofhismismatchedeyes."Whatisyourname,masterarmorer?"

           "Salloreon,asitpleasemylord.IftheKing’sHandwillpermit,IshouldbemosthonoredtoforgehimasuitofarmorsuitabletohisHouseandhighoffice."Twooftheotherssniggered,butSalloreonplungedahead,heedless."Plateandscale,Ithink.Thescalesgildedbrightasthesun,theplateenameledadeepLannistercrimson.Iwouldsuggestademon’sheadforahelm,crownedwithtallgoldenhorns.Whenyourideintobattle,menwillshrinkawayinfear."

           Ademon’shead,Tyrionthoughtruefully,nowwhatdoesthatsayofme?"MasterSalloreon,Iplantofighttherestofmybattlesfromthischair.It’slinksIneed,notdemonhorns.Soletmeputittoyouthisway.Youwillmakechains,oryouwillwearthem.Thechoiceisyours."Herose,andtookhisleavewithnaryabackwardglance.

           BronnwaswaitingbythegatewithhislitterandanescortofmountedBlackEars."Youknowwherewe’rebound,"Tyriontoldhim.Heacceptedahandupintothelitter.

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