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"
You
are
too
ill
and
too
confused
to
be
of
use
to
me
,
old
man
.
"
It
sounded
so
like
Lord
Stannis
’
s
voice
,
but
it
could
not
be
,
it
could
not
.
"
Pylos
will
counsel
me
henceforth
.
Already
he
works
with
the
ravens
,
since
you
can
no
longer
climb
to
the
rookery
.
I
will
not
have
you
kill
yourself
in
my
service
.
"
Maester
Cressen
blinked
.
Stannis
,
my
lord
,
my
sad
sullen
boy
,
son
I
never
had
,
you
must
not
do
this
,
don
’
t
you
know
how
I
have
cared
for
you
,
lived
for
you
,
loved
you
despite
all
?
Yes
,
loved
you
,
better
than
Robert
even
,
or
Renly
,
for
you
were
the
one
unloved
,
the
one
who
needed
me
most
.
Yet
all
he
said
was
,
"
As
you
command
,
my
lord
,
but
.
.
.
but
I
am
hungry
.
Might
not
I
have
a
place
at
your
table
?
"
At
your
side
,
I
belong
at
your
side
.
.
.
Ser
Davos
rose
from
the
bench
.
"
I
should
be
honored
if
the
maester
would
sit
here
beside
me
,
Your
Grace
.
"
"
As
you
will
.
"
Lord
Stannis
turned
away
to
say
something
to
Melisandre
,
who
had
seated
herself
at
his
right
hand
,
in
the
place
of
high
honor
.
Lady
Selyse
was
on
his
left
,
flashing
a
smile
as
bright
and
brittle
as
her
jewels
.
Too
far
,
Cressen
thought
dully
,
looking
at
where
Ser
Davos
was
seated
.
Half
of
the
lords
bannermen
were
between
the
smuggler
and
the
high
table
.
I
must
be
closer
to
her
if
I
am
to
get
the
strangler
into
her
cup
,
yet
how
?
Patchface
was
capering
about
as
the
maester
made
his
slow
way
around
the
table
to
Davos
Seaworth
.
"
Here
we
eat
fish
,
"
the
fool
declared
happily
,
waving
a
cod
about
like
a
scepter
.
"
Under
the
sea
,
the
fish
eat
us
.
I
know
,
I
know
,
oh
,
oh
,
oh
.
"
Ser
Davos
moved
aside
to
make
room
on
the
bench
.
"
We
all
should
be
in
motley
tonight
,
"
he
said
gloomily
as
Cressen
seated
himself
,
"
for
this
is
fool
’
s
business
we
’
re
about
.
The
red
woman
has
seen
victory
in
her
flames
,
so
Stannis
means
to
press
his
claim
,
no
matter
what
the
numbers
.
Before
she
’
s
done
we
’
re
all
like
to
see
what
Patchface
saw
,
I
fear
—
the
bottom
of
the
sea
.
"
Cressen
slid
his
hands
up
into
his
sleeves
as
if
for
warmth
.
His
fingers
found
the
hard
lumps
the
crystals
made
in
the
wool
.
"
Lord
Stannis
.
"
Stannis
turned
from
the
red
woman
,
but
it
was
Lady
Selyse
who
replied
.
"
King
Stannis
.
You
forget
yourself
,
Maester
.
"
