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And
his
sisters
?
"
Tyrion
glanced
toward
Sansa
,
and
felt
a
stab
of
pity
as
he
said
,
"
Until
such
time
as
he
frees
my
brother
Jaime
,
unharmed
,
they
shall
remain
here
as
hostages
.
How
well
they
are
treated
depends
on
him
.
"
And
if
the
gods
are
good
,
Bywater
will
find
Arya
alive
,
before
Robb
learns
she
’
s
gone
missing
.
"
I
shall
bring
him
your
message
,
my
lord
.
"
Tyrion
plucked
at
one
of
the
twisted
blades
that
sprang
from
the
arm
of
the
throne
.
And
now
the
thrust
.
"
Vylarr
,
"
he
called
.
"
My
lord
.
"
"
The
men
Stark
sent
are
sufficient
to
protect
Lord
Eddard
’
s
bones
,
but
a
Lannister
should
have
a
Lannister
escort
,
"
Tyrion
declared
.
"
Ser
Cleos
is
the
queen
’
s
cousin
,
and
mine
.
We
shall
sleep
more
easily
if
you
would
see
him
safely
back
to
Riverrun
.
"
"
As
you
command
.
How
many
men
should
I
take
?
"
"
Why
,
all
of
them
.
"
Vylarr
stood
like
a
man
made
of
stone
.
It
was
Grand
Maester
Pycelle
who
rose
,
gasping
,
"
My
lord
Hand
,
that
cannot
.
.
.
your
father
,
Lord
Tywin
himself
,
he
sent
these
good
men
to
our
city
to
protect
Queen
Cersei
and
her
children
.
.
.
"
"
The
Kingsguard
and
the
City
Watch
protect
them
well
enough
.
The
gods
speed
you
on
your
way
,
Vylarr
.
"
