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Tyrion

           "Youhaveapleasantestablishment."

           "Ihavelaboredlongtomakeitso.IamgladtheHandispleased."Hervoicewasflowingamber,liquidwiththeaccentsofthedistantSummerIsles.

           "Titlescanbeasdangerousasnames,"Tyrionwarned."Showmeafewofyourgirls."

           "Itwillbemygreatdelight.Youwillfindthattheyareallassweetastheyarebeautiful,andskilledineveryartoflove."Shesweptoffgracefully,leavingTyriontowaddleafterasbesthecouldonlegshalfthelengthofhers.

           FrombehindanornateMyrishscreencarvedwithflowersandfanciesanddreamingmaidens,theypeeredunseenintoacommonroomwhereanoldmanwasplayingacheerfulaironthepipes.Inacushionedalcove,adrunkenTyroshiwithapurplebearddandledabuxomyoungwenchonhisknee.He’dunlacedherbodiceandwastiltinghiscuptopourathintrickleofwineoverherbreastssohemightlapitoff.Twoothergirlssatplayingattilesbeforealeadedglasswindow.Thefreckledoneworeachainofblueflowersinherhoneyedhair.Theotherhadskinassmoothandblackaspolishedjet,widedarkeyes,smallpointedbreasts.Theydressedinflowingsilkscinchedatthewaistwithbeadedbelts.Thesunlightpouringthroughthecoloredglassoutlinedtheirsweetyoungbodiesthroughthethincloth,andTyrionfeltastirringinhisgroin."Iwouldrespectfullysuggestthedark-skinnedgirl,"saidChataya.

           "She’syoung."

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