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Davos

           Devanstoodtoonesideofthedoor,waitingtolifttheflapfortheking.Anoldersquirewaitedbesidehim.StannistookoffhiscrownandhandedittoDevan."Coldwater,cupsfortwo.Davos,attendme.Mylady,IshallsendforyouwhenIrequireyou."

           "Asthekingcommands."Melisandrebowed.

           Afterthebrightnessofthemorning,theinteriorofthepavilionseemedcoolanddim.StannisseatedhimselfonaplainwoodencampstoolandwavedDavostoanother."OnedayImaymakeyoualord,smuggler.IfonlytoirkCeltigarandFlorent.Youwillnotthankme,though.Itwillmeanyoumustsufferthroughthesecouncils,andfeigninterestinthebrayingofmules."

           "Whydoyouhavethem,iftheyservenopurpose?"

           "Themuleslovethesoundoftheirownbraying,whyelse?AndIneedthemtohaulmycart.Oh,tobesure,onceinagreatwhilesomeusefulnotionisputforth.Butnottoday,Ithinkah,here’syoursonwithourwater."

           Devansetthetrayonthetableandfilledtwoclaycups.Thekingsprinkledapinchofsaltinhiscupbeforehedrank;Davostookhiswaterstraight,wishingitwerewine."Youwerespeakingofyourcouncil?"

           "Letmetellyouhowitwillgo.LordVelaryonwillurgemetostormthecastlewallsatfirstlight,grapnelsandscalingladdersagainstarrowsandboilingoil.Theyoungmuleswillthinkthisasplendidnotion.

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