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Prologue

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           "Nowhereisariddle,"Melisandresaid."Acleverfoolandafoolishwiseman."Bending,shepickedupPatchface’shelmfromwhereithadfallenandsetitonCressen’shead.Thecowbellsrangsoftlyasthetinbucketsliddownoverhisears."Acrowntomatchyourchain,LordMaester,"sheannounced.Allaroundthem,menwerelaughing.

           Cressenpressedhislipstogetherandfoughttostillhisrage.Shethoughthewasfeebleandhelpless,butshewouldlearnotherwisebeforethenightwasdone.Oldhemightbe,yethewasstillamaesteroftheCitadel."Ineednocrownbuttruth,"hetoldher,removingthefool’shelmfromhishead.

           "TherearetruthsinthisworldthatarenottaughtatOldtown."Melisandreturnedfromhiminaswirlofredsilkandmadeherwaybacktothehightable,whereKingStannisandhisqueenwereseated.CressenhandedtheantleredtinbucketbacktoPatchface,andmadetofollow.

           MaesterPylossatinhisplace.

           Theoldmancouldonlystopandstare."MaesterPylos,"hesaidatlast."You...youdidnotwakeme."

           "HisGracecommandedmetoletyourest."Pyloshadatleastthegracetoblush."Hetoldmeyouwerenotneededhere."

           Cressenlookedovertheknightsandcaptainsandlordssittingsilent.LordCeltigar,agedandsour,woreamantlepatternedwithredcrabspickedoutingarnets.

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