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"
I
believe
they
call
that
war
.
"
Tyrion
smelled
Gregor
Clegane
’
s
work
,
or
that
of
Ser
Amory
Lorch
or
his
father
’
s
other
pet
hellhound
,
the
Qohorik
.
"
What
does
he
want
of
Joffrey
?
"
"
New
peasants
,
"
Bronn
said
.
"
He
walked
all
this
way
to
sing
how
loyal
he
is
and
beg
for
recompense
.
"
"
I
’
ll
make
time
for
him
on
the
morrow
.
"
Whether
truly
loyal
or
merely
desperate
,
a
compliant
river
lord
might
have
his
uses
.
"
See
that
he
’
s
given
a
comfortable
chamber
and
a
hot
meal
.
Send
him
a
new
pair
of
boots
as
well
,
good
ones
,
courtesy
of
King
Joffrey
.
"
A
show
of
generosity
never
hurt
.
Bronn
gave
a
curt
nod
.
"
There
’
s
also
a
great
gaggle
of
bakers
,
butchers
,
and
greengrocers
clamoring
to
be
heard
.
"
"
I
told
them
last
time
,
I
have
nothing
to
give
them
.
"
Only
a
thin
trickle
of
food
was
coming
into
King
’
s
Landing
,
most
of
it
earmarked
for
castle
and
garrison
.
Prices
had
risen
sickeningly
high
on
greens
,
roots
,
flour
,
and
fruit
,
and
Tyrion
did
not
want
to
think
about
what
sorts
of
flesh
might
be
going
into
the
kettles
of
the
pot
-
shops
down
in
Flea
Bottom
.
Fish
,
he
hoped
.
They
still
had
the
river
and
the
sea
.
.
.
at
least
until
Lord
Stannis
sailed
.
"
They
want
protection
.
Last
night
a
baker
was
roasted
in
his
own
oven
.
The
mob
claimed
he
charged
too
much
for
bread
.
"
"
Did
he
?
"
"
He
’
s
not
apt
to
deny
it
.
"
"
They
didn
’
t
eat
him
,
did
they
?
"
