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Ser
Cleos
ran
a
hand
through
his
thin
brown
hair
.
"
Even
with
a
peace
banner
,
we
were
attacked
twice
.
Wolves
in
mail
,
hungry
to
savage
anyone
weaker
than
themselves
.
The
gods
alone
know
what
side
they
started
on
,
but
they
’
re
on
their
own
side
now
.
Lost
three
men
,
and
twice
as
many
wounded
.
"
"
What
news
of
our
foe
?
"
Tyrion
turned
his
attention
back
to
Stark
’
s
terms
.
The
boy
does
not
want
too
much
.
Only
half
the
realm
,
the
release
of
our
captives
,
hostages
,
his
father
’
s
sword
.
.
.
oh
,
yes
,
and
his
sisters
.
"
The
boy
sits
idle
at
Riverrun
,
"
Ser
Cleos
said
.
"
I
think
he
fears
to
face
your
father
in
the
field
.
His
strength
grows
less
each
day
.
The
river
lords
have
departed
,
each
to
defend
his
own
lands
.
"
Is
this
what
Father
intended
?
Tyrion
rolled
up
Stark
’
s
map
.
"
These
terms
will
never
do
.
"
"
Will
you
at
least
consent
to
trade
the
Stark
girls
for
Tion
and
Willem
?
"
Ser
Cleos
asked
plaintively
.
Tion
Frey
was
his
younger
brother
,
Tyrion
recalled
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
gently
,
"
but
we
’
ll
propose
our
own
exchange
of
captives
.
Let
me
consult
with
Cersei
and
the
council
.
We
shall
send
you
back
to
Riverrun
with
our
terms
.
"
Clearly
,
the
prospect
did
not
cheer
him
.
"
My
lord
,
I
do
not
believe
Robb
Stark
will
yield
easily
.
It
is
Lady
Catelyn
who
wants
this
peace
,
not
the
boy
.
"
"
Lady
Catelyn
wants
her
daughters
.
"
Tyrion
pushed
himself
down
from
the
bench
,
letter
and
map
in
hand
.
"
Ser
Jacelyn
will
see
that
you
have
food
and
fire
.
You
look
in
dire
need
of
sleep
,
cousin
.
I
will
send
for
you
when
we
know
more
.
"
He
found
Ser
Jacelyn
on
the
ramparts
,
watching
several
hundred
new
recruits
drilling
in
the
field
below
.
With
so
many
seeking
refuge
in
King
’
s
Landing
,
there
was
no
lack
of
men
willing
to
join
the
City
Watch
for
a
full
belly
and
a
bed
of
straw
in
the
barracks
,
but
Tyrion
had
no
illusions
about
how
well
these
ragged
defenders
of
theirs
would
fight
if
it
came
to
battle
.
