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Tyrion

           ShouldanyillbefallJoffrey,theLannisterclaimtotheIronThronewouldrestonTommen’syoungshoulders.SerJacelyn’sgoldcloakswoulddefendtheboy;Bronn’ssellswordsweremoreapttosellhimtohisenemies.

           "Whatshouldthenewlorddowiththeoldone?"

           "Whateverhepleases,solongasherememberstofeedhim.Idon’twanthimdying."Tyrionpushedawayfromthetable."MysisterwillsendoneoftheKingsguardwiththeprince."

           Bronnwasnotconcerned."TheHoundisJoffrey’sdog,hewon’tleavehim.Ironhand’sgoldcloaksshouldbeabletohandletheotherseasyenough."

           "Ifitcomestokilling,tellSerJacelynIwon’thaveitdoneinfrontofTommen."Tyriondonnedaheavycloakofdarkbrownwool."Mynephewistender-hearted."

           "Areyoucertainhe’saLannister?"

           "I’mcertainofnothingbutwinterandbattle,"hesaid."Come.I’mridingwithyoupartoftheway."

           "Chataya’s?"

           "Youknowmetoowell."

           Theyleftthroughaposterngateinthenorthwall.TyrionputhisheelsintohishorseandclattereddownShadowblackLane.Afewfurtiveshapesdartedintoalleysatthesoundofhoofbeatsonthecobbles,butnoonedaredaccostthem.Thecouncilhadextendedhiscurfew;itwasdeathtobetakenonthestreetsaftertheevenfallbellshadsung.

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