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Tyrion

           

           "Shehassixteenyears,mylord."

           AgoodageforJoffrey,hethought,rememberingwhatBronnhadsaid.Hisfirsthadbeenevenyounger.Tyrionrememberedhowshyshe’dseemedashedrewherdressupoverherheadthefirsttime.Longdarkhairandblueeyesyoucoulddrownin,andhehad.Solongago...Whatawretchedfoolyouare,dwarf."Doesshecomefromyourhomelands,thisgirl?"

           "Herbloodisthebloodofsummer,mylord,butmydaughterwasbornhereinKing’sLanding."Hissurprisemusthaveshownonhisface,forChatayacontinued,"Mypeopleholdthatthereisnoshametobefoundinthepillowhouse.IntheSummerIsles,thosewhoareskilledatgivingpleasurearegreatlyesteemed.Manyhighbornyouthsandmaidensserveforafewyearsaftertheirflowerings,tohonorthegods."

           "Whatdothegodshavetodowithit?"

           "Thegodsmadeourbodiesaswellasoursouls,isitnotso?Theygiveusvoices,sowemightworshipthemwithsong.Theygiveushands,sowemightbuildthemtemples.Andtheygiveusdesire,sowemightmateandworshiptheminthatway."

           "RemindmetotelltheHighSepton,"saidTyrion."IfIcouldpraywithmycock,I’dbemuchmorereligious."Hewavedahand."Iwillgladlyacceptyoursuggestion."

           "Ishallsummonmydaughter.Come."

           Thegirlmethimatthefootofthestairs.

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