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"
Well
,
I
’
d
hate
to
think
I
was
climbing
through
wardrobes
and
suffering
the
pangs
of
frustrated
lust
all
for
naught
.
"
"
Scarcely
for
naught
,
"
Varys
assured
him
.
"
They
know
you
are
here
.
Whether
any
will
be
bold
enough
to
enter
Chataya
’
s
in
the
guise
of
patrons
I
cannot
say
,
but
I
find
it
best
to
err
on
the
side
of
caution
.
"
"
How
is
it
a
brothel
happens
to
have
a
secret
entrance
?
"
"
The
tunnel
was
dug
for
another
King
’
s
Hand
,
whose
honor
would
not
allow
him
to
enter
such
a
house
openly
.
Chataya
has
closely
guarded
the
knowledge
of
its
existence
.
"
"
And
yet
you
knew
of
it
.
"
"
Little
birds
fly
through
many
a
dark
tunnel
.
Careful
,
the
steps
are
steep
.
"
They
emerged
through
a
trap
at
the
back
of
a
stable
,
having
come
perhaps
a
distance
of
three
blocks
under
Rhaenys
’
s
Hill
.
A
horse
whickered
in
his
stall
when
Tyrion
let
the
door
slam
shut
.
Varys
blew
out
the
candle
and
set
it
on
a
beam
and
Tyrion
gazed
about
.
A
mule
and
three
horses
occupied
the
stalls
.
He
waddled
over
to
the
piebald
gelding
and
took
a
look
at
his
teeth
.
"
Old
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
I
have
my
doubts
about
his
wind
.
"
"
He
is
not
a
mount
to
carry
you
into
battle
,
true
,
"
Varys
replied
,
"
but
he
will
serve
,
and
attract
no
notice
.
As
will
the
others
.
And
the
stableboys
see
and
hear
only
the
animals
.
"
The
eunuch
took
a
cloak
from
a
peg
.
It
was
rough
-
spun
,
sun
-
faded
,
and
threadbare
,
but
very
ample
in
its
cut
.
"
If
you
will
permit
me
.
"
When
he
swept
it
over
Tyrion
’
s
shoulders
it
enveloped
him
head
to
heel
,
with
a
cowl
that
could
be
pulled
forward
to
drown
his
face
in
shadows
.
"
Men
see
what
they
expect
to
see
,
"
Varys
said
as
he
fussed
and
pulled
.
"
Dwarfs
are
not
so
common
a
sight
as
children
,
so
a
child
is
what
they
will
see
.
A
boy
in
an
old
cloak
on
his
father
’
s
horse
,
going
about
his
father
’
s
business
.
Though
it
would
be
best
if
you
came
most
often
by
night
.
"
"
I
plan
to
.
.
.
after
today
.
At
the
moment
,
though
,
Shae
awaits
me
.
"
He
had
put
her
up
in
a
walled
manse
at
the
far
northeast
corner
of
King
’
s
Landing
,
not
far
from
the
sea
,
but
he
had
not
dared
visit
her
there
for
fear
of
being
followed
.
"
Which
horse
will
you
have
?
"
