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Sansa

           "Beatherbloody,"Joffreysaid,"we’llseehowherbrotherfancies"

           "Whatisthemeaningofthis?"

           TheImp’svoicecrackedlikeawhip,andsuddenlySansawasfree.Shestumbledtoherknees,armscrossedoverherchest,herbreathragged."Isthisyournotionofchivalry,SerBoros?"TyrionLannisterdemandedangrily.Hispetsellswordstoodwithhim,andoneofhiswildlings,theonewiththeburnedeye."Whatsortofknightbeatshelplessmaids?"

           "Thesortwhoserveshisking,Imp."SerBorosraisedhissword,andSerMerynsteppedupbesidehim,hisbladescrapingclearofitsscabbard.

           "Carefulwiththose,"warnedthedwarf’ssellsword."Youdon’twanttogetbloodalloverthoseprettywhitecloaks."

           "Someonegivethegirlsomethingtocoverherselfwith,"theImpsaid.SandorCleganeunfastenedhiscloakandtosseditather.Sansaclutcheditagainstherchest,fistsbunchedhardinthewhitewool.Thecoarseweavewasscratchyagainstherskin,butnovelvethadeverfeltsofine.

           "Thisgirl’stobeyourqueen,"theImptoldJoffrey."Haveyounoregardforherhonor?"

           "I’mpunishingher."

           "Forwhatcrime?Shedidnotfightherbrother’sbattle."

           "Shehasthebloodofawolf."

           "Andyouhavethewitsofagoose."

           "Youcan’ttalktomethatway.Thekingcandoashelikes."

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