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Tyrion

           

           Thehousewastwostoriestall,stonebelowandtimberabove.Aroundturretrosefromonecornerofthestructure.Manyofthewindowswereleaded.Overthedoorswunganornatelamp,aglobeofgildedmetalandscarletglass.

           "Abrothel,"Bronnsaid."Whatdoyoumeantodohere?"

           "Whatdoesoneusuallydoinabrothel?"

           Thesellswordlaughed."Shae’snotenough?"

           "Shewasprettyenoughforacampfollower,butI’mnolongerincamp.Littlemenhavebigappetites,andI’mtoldthegirlsherearefitforaking."

           "Istheboyoldenough?"

           "NotJoffrey.Robert.Thishousewasagreatfavoriteofhis."AlthoughJoffreymayindeedbeoldenough.Aninterestingnotion,that."IfyouandtheBlackEarscaretoamuseyourselves,feelfree,butChataya’sgirlsarecostly.You’llfindcheaperhousesallalongthestreet.Leaveonemanherewho’llknowwheretofindtheotherswhenIwishtoreturn."

           Bronnnodded."Asyousay."TheBlackEarswereallgrins.

           Insidethedoor,atallwomaninflowingsilkswaswaitingforhim.Shehadebonskinandsandalwoodeyes."IamChataya,"sheannounced,bowingdeeply."Andyouare"

           "Letusnotgetintothehabitofnames.Namesaredangerous."Theairsmelledofsomeexoticspice,andthefloorbeneathhisfeetdisplayedamosaicoftwowomenentwinedinlove.

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