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"
Deem
is
little
loved
in
the
streets
,
I
am
told
.
"
"
He
’
s
feared
.
That
’
s
better
.
"
"
What
was
it
I
heard
of
him
?
Some
trouble
in
a
brothel
?
"
"
That
.
Not
his
fault
,
my
lor
—
Tyrion
.
No
.
He
never
meant
to
kill
the
woman
,
that
was
her
own
doing
.
He
warned
her
to
stand
aside
and
let
him
do
his
duty
.
"
"
Still
.
.
.
mothers
and
children
,
he
might
have
expected
she
’
d
try
to
save
the
babe
.
"
Tyrion
smiled
.
"
Have
some
of
this
cheese
,
it
goes
splendidly
with
the
wine
.
Tell
me
,
why
did
you
choose
Deem
for
that
unhappy
task
?
"
"
A
good
commander
knows
his
men
,
Tyrion
.
Some
are
good
for
one
job
,
some
for
another
.
Doing
for
a
babe
,
and
her
still
on
the
tit
,
that
takes
a
certain
sort
.
Not
every
man
’
d
do
it
.
Even
if
it
was
only
some
whore
and
her
whelp
.
"
"
I
suppose
that
’
s
so
,
"
said
Tyrion
,
hearing
only
some
whore
and
thinking
of
Shae
,
and
Tysha
long
ago
,
and
all
the
other
women
who
had
taken
his
coin
and
his
seed
over
the
years
.
Slynt
went
on
,
oblivious
.
"
A
hard
man
for
a
hard
job
,
is
Deem
.
Does
as
he
’
s
told
,
and
never
a
word
afterward
.
"
He
cut
a
slice
off
the
cheese
.
"
This
is
fine
.
Sharp
.
Give
me
a
good
sharp
knife
and
a
good
sharp
cheese
and
I
’
m
a
happy
man
.
"
Tyrion
shrugged
.
"
Enjoy
it
while
you
can
.
With
the
riverlands
in
flame
and
Renly
king
in
Highgarden
,
good
cheese
will
soon
be
hard
to
come
by
.
So
who
sent
you
after
the
whore
’
s
bastard
?
"
