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His
sister
’
s
nails
dug
painfully
into
his
arms
.
For
a
moment
she
stared
incredulous
,
as
if
he
had
begun
to
gibber
in
an
unknown
tongue
.
"
Stannis
and
Renly
are
fighting
each
other
?
"
When
he
nodded
,
Cersei
began
to
chuckle
.
"
Gods
be
good
,
"
she
gasped
,
"
I
’
m
starting
to
believe
that
Robert
was
the
clever
one
.
"
Tyrion
threw
back
his
head
and
roared
.
They
laughed
together
.
Cersei
pulled
him
off
the
bed
and
whirled
him
around
and
even
hugged
him
,
for
a
moment
as
giddy
as
a
girl
.
By
the
time
she
let
go
of
him
,
Tyrion
was
breathless
and
dizzy
.
He
staggered
to
her
sideboard
and
put
out
a
hand
to
steady
himself
.
"
Do
you
think
it
will
truly
come
to
battle
between
them
?
If
they
should
come
to
some
accord
—
"
"
They
won
’
t
,
"
Tyrion
said
.
"
They
are
too
different
and
yet
too
much
alike
,
and
neither
could
ever
stomach
the
other
.
"
"
And
Stannis
has
always
felt
he
was
cheated
of
Storm
’
s
End
,
"
Cersei
said
thoughtfully
.
"
The
ancestral
seat
of
House
Baratheon
,
his
by
rights
.
.
.
if
you
knew
how
many
times
he
came
to
Robert
singing
that
same
dull
song
in
that
gloomy
aggrieved
tone
he
has
.
When
Robert
gave
the
place
to
Renly
,
Stannis
clenched
his
jaw
so
tight
I
thought
his
teeth
would
shatter
.
"
"
He
took
it
as
a
slight
.
"
"
It
was
meant
as
a
slight
,
"
Cersei
said
.
"
Shall
we
raise
a
cup
to
brotherly
love
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
she
answered
,
breathless
.
"
Oh
,
gods
,
yes
.
"
