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Tyrion

           Andhissisters?"

           TyrionglancedtowardSansa,andfeltastabofpityashesaid,"UntilsuchtimeashefreesmybrotherJaime,unharmed,theyshallremainhereashostages.Howwelltheyaretreateddependsonhim."Andifthegodsaregood,BywaterwillfindAryaalive,beforeRobblearnsshe’sgonemissing.

           "Ishallbringhimyourmessage,mylord."

           Tyrionpluckedatoneofthetwistedbladesthatsprangfromthearmofthethrone.Andnowthethrust."Vylarr,"hecalled.

           "Mylord."

           "ThemenStarksentaresufficienttoprotectLordEddard’sbones,butaLannistershouldhaveaLannisterescort,"Tyriondeclared."SerCleosisthequeen’scousin,andmine.WeshallsleepmoreeasilyifyouwouldseehimsafelybacktoRiverrun."

           "Asyoucommand.HowmanymenshouldItake?"

           "Why,allofthem."

           Vylarrstoodlikeamanmadeofstone.ItwasGrandMaesterPycellewhorose,gasping,"MylordHand,thatcannot...yourfather,LordTywinhimself,hesentthesegoodmentoourcitytoprotectQueenCerseiandherchildren..."

           "TheKingsguardandtheCityWatchprotectthemwellenough.Thegodsspeedyouonyourway,Vylarr."

           AtthecounciltableVaryssmiledknowingly,Littlefingersatfeigningboredom,andPycellegapedlikeafish,paleandconfused.Aheraldsteppedforward.

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