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Tyrion
shrugged
.
"
This
one
will
do
well
enough
.
"
"
I
shall
saddle
him
for
you
.
"
Varys
took
tack
and
saddle
down
from
a
peg
.
Tyrion
adjusted
the
heavy
cloak
and
paced
restlessly
.
"
You
missed
a
lively
council
.
Stannis
has
crowned
himself
,
it
seems
.
"
"
I
know
.
"
"
He
accuses
my
brother
and
sister
of
incest
.
I
wonder
how
he
came
by
that
suspicion
.
"
"
Perhaps
he
read
a
book
and
looked
at
the
color
of
a
bastard
’
s
hair
,
as
Ned
Stark
did
,
and
Jon
Arryn
before
him
.
Or
perhaps
someone
whispered
it
in
his
ear
.
"
The
eunuch
’
s
laugh
was
not
his
usual
giggle
,
but
deeper
and
more
throaty
.
"
Someone
like
you
,
perchance
?
"
"
Am
I
suspected
?
It
was
not
me
.
"
"
If
it
had
been
,
would
you
admit
it
?
"
"
No
.
But
why
should
I
betray
a
secret
I
have
kept
so
long
?
It
is
one
thing
to
deceive
a
king
,
and
quite
another
to
hide
from
the
cricket
in
the
rushes
and
the
little
bird
in
the
chimney
.
Besides
,
the
bastards
were
there
for
all
to
see
.
"
