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Tyrion

           

           Theinnbeneaththesignofthebrokenanvilstoodwithinsightofthosewalls,neartheGateoftheGodswheretheyhadenteredthatmorning.Astheyrodeintoitscourtyard,aboyranouttohelpTyriondownfromhishorse."Takeyourmenbacktothecastle,"hetoldVylarr."I’llbespendingthenighthere."

           Thecaptainlookeddubious."Willyoubesafe,mylord?"

           "Well,astothat,Captain,whenIlefttheinnthismorningitwasfullofBlackEars.OneisneverquitesafewhenChelladaughterofCheykisabout."Tyrionwaddledtowardthedoor,leavingVylarrtopuzzleathismeaning.

           Agustofmerrimentgreetedhimasheshovedintotheinn’scommonroom.HerecognizedChella’sthroatychuckleandthelightermusicofShae’slaughter.Thegirlwasseatedbythehearth,sippingwineataroundwoodentablewiththreeoftheBlackEarshe’dlefttoguardherandaplumpmanwhosebackwastohim.Theinnkeeper,heassumed...untilShaecalledTyrionbynameandtheintruderrose."Mygoodlord,Iamsopleasedtoseeyou,"hegushed,asofteunuch’ssmileonhispowderedface.

           Tyrionstumbled."LordVarys.Ihadnotthoughttoseeyouhere."TheOtherstakehim,howdidhefindthemsoquickly?

           "ForgivemeifIintrude,"Varyssaid."Iwastakenbyasuddenurgetomeetyouryounglady."

           "Younglady,"Shaerepeated,savoringthewords."You’rehalfright,m’lord.I’myoung."

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