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Tyrion

           

           Bywaterbowedanddeparted."IwasaskedtobringtheoffertotheQueenRegent,"SerCleossaidasthedoorshut.

           "Ishall."TyrionglancedoverthemapthatRobbStarkhadsentwithhisletter."Allingoodtime,cousin.Sit.Rest.Youlookgauntandhaggard."Helookedworsethanthat,intruth.

           "Yes."SerCleosloweredhimselfontoabench."Itisbadintheriverlands,Tyrion.AroundtheGodsEyeandalongthekingsroadespecially.Theriverlordsareburningtheirowncropstotryandstarveus,andyourfather’sforagersaretorchingeveryvillagetheytakeandputtingthesmallfolktothesword."

           Thatwasthewayofwar.Thesmallfolkwereslaughtered,whilethehighbornwereheldforransom.RemindmetothankthegodsthatIwasbornaLannister.

           SerCleosranahandthroughhisthinbrownhair."Evenwithapeacebanner,wewereattackedtwice.Wolvesinmail,hungrytosavageanyoneweakerthanthemselves.Thegodsaloneknowwhatsidetheystartedon,butthey’reontheirownsidenow.Lostthreemen,andtwiceasmanywounded."

           "Whatnewsofourfoe?"TyrionturnedhisattentionbacktoStark’sterms.Theboydoesnotwanttoomuch.Onlyhalftherealm,thereleaseofourcaptives,hostages,hisfather’ssword...oh,yes,andhissisters.

           "TheboysitsidleatRiverrun,"SerCleossaid."Ithinkhefearstofaceyourfatherinthefield.Hisstrengthgrowslesseachday.

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