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Tyrion

           

           JanosSlyntlaughed,Littlefingersmiled,andGrandMaesterPycellefollowedthembothout,bowinggravely.

           "IhopeFatherdidnotsendyouallthiswaytoplagueuswithhistorylessons,"hissistersaidwhentheywerealone.

           "HowIhaveyearnedforthesoundofyoursweetvoice,"Tyrionsighedtoher.

           "HowIhaveyearnedtohavethateunuch’stonguepulledoutwithhotpincers,"Cerseireplied."Hasfatherlosthissenses?Ordidyouforgethisletter?"Shereaditoncemore,withmountingannoyance."Whywouldheinflictyouonme?Iwantedhimtocomehimself."ShecrushedLordTywin’sletterinherfingers."IamJoffrey’sregent,andIsenthimaroyalcommand!"

           "Andheignoredyou,"Tyrionpointedout."Hehasquitealargearmy,hecandothat.Norishethefirst.Ishe?"

           Cersei’smouthtightened.Hecouldseehercolorrising."IfInamethisletteraforgeryandtellthemtothrowyouinadungeon,noonewillignorethat,Ipromiseyou."

           Hewaswalkingonrottenicenow,Tyrionknew.Onefalsestepandhewouldplungethrough."Noone,"heagreedamiably,"leastofallourfather.Theonewiththearmy.Butwhyshouldyouwanttothrowmeintoadungeon,sweetsister,whenI’vecomeallthislongwaytohelpyou?"

           "Idonotrequireyourhelp.Itwasourfather’spresencethatIcommanded."

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