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"
The
substance
flows
through
my
veins
,
and
lives
in
the
heart
of
every
pyromancer
.
We
respect
its
power
.
But
the
common
soldier
,
hmmmm
,
the
crew
of
one
of
the
queen
’
s
spitfires
,
say
,
in
the
unthinking
frenzy
of
battle
.
.
.
any
little
mistake
can
bring
catastrophe
.
That
cannot
be
said
too
often
.
My
father
often
told
King
Aerys
as
much
,
as
his
father
told
old
King
Jaehaerys
.
"
"
They
must
have
listened
,
"
Tyrion
said
.
"
If
they
had
burned
the
city
down
,
someone
would
have
told
me
.
So
your
counsel
is
that
we
had
best
be
careful
?
"
"
Be
very
careful
,
"
said
Hallyne
.
"
Be
very
very
careful
.
"
"
These
clay
jars
.
.
.
do
you
have
an
ample
supply
?
"
"
We
do
,
my
lord
,
and
thank
you
for
asking
.
"
"
You
won
’
t
mind
if
I
take
some
,
then
.
A
few
thousand
.
"
"
A
few
thousand
?
"
"
Or
however
many
your
guild
can
spare
,
without
interfering
with
production
.
It
’
s
empty
pots
I
’
m
asking
for
,
understand
.
Have
them
sent
round
to
the
captains
on
each
of
the
city
gates
.
"
"
I
will
,
my
lord
,
but
why
.
.
.
?
"
