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Tyrion

           Willmylordtakeacupofwinewhilehewaits?"

           "Iwill,"hesaid.

           ThewinewaspoorstuffcomparedtothevintagesfromtheArborthehousenormallyserved."Youmustforgiveus,mylord,"Chatayasaid."Icannotfindgoodwineatanypriceoflate."

           "Youarenotaloneinthat,Ifear."

           Chatayacommiseratedwithhimamoment,thenexcusedherselfandglidedoff.Ahandsomewoman,Tyrionreflectedashewatchedhergo.Hehadseldomseensucheleganceanddignityinawhore.Thoughtobesure,shesawherselfmoreasakindofpriestess.Perhapsthatisthesecret.Itisnotwhatwedo,somuchaswhywedoit.Somehowthatthoughtcomfortedhim.

           Afewoftheotherpatronsweregivinghimsidewayslooks.Thelasttimeheventuredout,amanhadspitonhim...well,hadtriedto.Insteadhe’dspitonBronn,andinfuturewoulddohisspittingwithoutteeth.

           "Ismilordfeelingunloved?"Dancyslidintohislapandnibbledathisear."Ihaveacureforthat."

           Smiling,Tyrionshookhishead."Youaretoobeautifulforwords,sweetling,butI’vegrownfondofAlayaya’sremedy."

           "You’venevertriedmine.Milordneverchoosesanyonebut‘Yaya.She’sgoodbutI’mbetter,don’tyouwanttosee?"

           "Nexttime,perhaps."TyrionhadnodoubtthatDancywouldbealivelyhandful.

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