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"
Count
them
if
you
like
,
my
lady
,
"
Renly
said
quietly
.
"
You
will
still
be
counting
when
dawn
breaks
in
the
east
.
How
many
fires
burn
around
Riverrun
tonight
,
I
wonder
?
"
Catelyn
could
hear
faint
music
drifting
from
the
Great
Hall
,
seeping
out
into
the
night
.
She
dare
not
count
the
stars
.
"
I
’
m
told
your
son
crossed
the
Neck
with
twenty
thousand
swords
at
his
back
,
"
Renly
went
on
.
"
Now
that
the
lords
of
the
Trident
are
with
him
,
perhaps
he
commands
forty
thousand
.
"
No
,
she
thought
,
not
near
so
many
,
we
have
lost
men
in
battle
,
and
others
to
the
harvest
.
"
I
have
twice
that
number
here
,
"
Renly
said
,
"
and
this
is
only
part
of
my
strength
.
Mace
Tyrell
remains
at
Highgarden
with
another
ten
thousand
,
I
have
a
strong
garrison
holding
Storm
’
s
End
,
and
soon
enough
the
Dornishmen
will
join
me
with
all
their
power
.
And
never
forget
my
brother
Stannis
,
who
holds
Dragonstone
and
commands
the
lords
of
the
narrow
sea
.
"
"
It
would
seem
that
you
are
the
one
who
has
forgotten
Stannis
,
"
Catelyn
said
,
more
sharply
than
she
’
d
intended
.
"
His
claim
,
you
mean
?
"
Renly
laughed
.
"
Let
us
be
blunt
,
my
lady
.
Stannis
would
make
an
appalling
king
.
Nor
is
he
like
to
become
one
.
Men
respect
Stannis
,
even
fear
him
,
but
precious
few
have
ever
loved
him
.
"
"
He
is
still
your
elder
brother
.
If
either
of
you
can
be
said
to
have
a
right
to
the
Iron
Throne
,
it
must
be
Lord
Stannis
.
"
Renly
shrugged
.
"
Tell
me
,
what
right
did
my
brother
Robert
ever
have
to
the
Iron
Throne
?
"
He
did
not
wait
for
an
answer
.
"
Oh
,
there
was
talk
of
the
blood
ties
between
Baratheon
and
Targaryen
,
of
weddings
a
hundred
years
past
,
of
second
sons
and
elder
daughters
.
No
one
but
the
maesters
care
about
any
of
it
.
Robert
won
the
throne
with
his
warhammer
.
"
He
swept
a
hand
across
the
campfires
that
burned
from
horizon
to
horizon
.
"
Well
,
there
is
my
claim
,
as
good
as
Robert
’
s
ever
was
.
If
your
son
supports
me
as
his
father
supported
Robert
,
he
’
ll
not
find
me
ungenerous
.
I
will
gladly
confirm
him
in
all
his
lands
,
titles
,
and
honors
.
He
can
rule
in
Winterfell
as
he
pleases
.
He
can
even
go
on
calling
himself
King
in
the
North
if
he
likes
,
so
long
as
he
bends
the
knee
and
does
me
homage
as
his
overlord
.
King
is
only
a
word
,
but
fealty
,
loyalty
,
service
.
.
.
those
I
must
have
.
"
