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"
A
brothel
,
"
Bronn
said
.
"
What
do
you
mean
to
do
here
?
"
"
What
does
one
usually
do
in
a
brothel
?
"
The
sellsword
laughed
.
"
Shae
’
s
not
enough
?
"
"
She
was
pretty
enough
for
a
camp
follower
,
but
I
’
m
no
longer
in
camp
.
Little
men
have
big
appetites
,
and
I
’
m
told
the
girls
here
are
fit
for
a
king
.
"
"
Is
the
boy
old
enough
?
"
"
Not
Joffrey
.
Robert
.
This
house
was
a
great
favorite
of
his
.
"
Although
Joffrey
may
indeed
be
old
enough
.
An
interesting
notion
,
that
.
"
If
you
and
the
Black
Ears
care
to
amuse
yourselves
,
feel
free
,
but
Chataya
’
s
girls
are
costly
.
You
’
ll
find
cheaper
houses
all
along
the
street
.
Leave
one
man
here
who
’
ll
know
where
to
find
the
others
when
I
wish
to
return
.
"
Bronn
nodded
.
"
As
you
say
.
"
The
Black
Ears
were
all
grins
.
Inside
the
door
,
a
tall
woman
in
flowing
silks
was
waiting
for
him
.
She
had
ebon
skin
and
sandalwood
eyes
.
"
I
am
Chataya
,
"
she
announced
,
bowing
deeply
.
"
And
you
are
—
"
"
Let
us
not
get
into
the
habit
of
names
.
Names
are
dangerous
.
"
The
air
smelled
of
some
exotic
spice
,
and
the
floor
beneath
his
feet
displayed
a
mosaic
of
two
women
entwined
in
love
.
"
You
have
a
pleasant
establishment
.
"
