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"
Yes
,
my
lord
.
"
Lancel
spoke
without
a
moment
’
s
hesitation
.
Tyrion
liked
that
.
"
I
will
.
I
swear
it
.
As
you
command
.
"
"
Rise
.
"
Tyrion
filled
the
second
cup
and
pressed
it
on
him
.
"
Drink
to
our
understanding
.
I
promise
,
there
are
no
boars
in
the
castle
that
I
know
of
.
"
Lancel
lifted
the
cup
and
drank
,
albeit
stiffly
.
"
Smile
,
cousin
.
My
sister
is
a
beautiful
woman
,
and
it
’
s
all
for
the
good
of
the
realm
.
You
could
do
well
out
of
this
.
Knighthood
is
nothing
.
If
you
’
re
clever
,
you
’
ll
have
a
lordship
from
me
before
you
’
re
done
.
"
Tyrion
swirled
the
wine
in
his
cup
.
"
We
want
Cersei
to
have
every
faith
in
you
.
Go
back
and
tell
her
I
beg
her
forgiveness
.
Tell
her
that
you
frightened
me
,
that
I
want
no
conflict
between
us
,
that
henceforth
I
shall
do
nothing
without
her
consent
.
"
"
But
.
.
.
her
demands
.
.
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
’
ll
give
her
Pycelle
.
"
"
You
will
?
"
Lancel
seemed
astonished
.
Tyrion
smiled
.
"
I
’
ll
release
him
on
the
morrow
.
I
could
swear
that
I
hadn
’
t
harmed
a
hair
on
his
head
,
but
it
wouldn
’
t
be
strictly
true
.
In
any
case
,
he
’
s
well
enough
,
though
I
won
’
t
vouch
for
his
vigor
.
The
black
cells
are
not
a
healthy
place
for
a
man
his
age
.
Cersei
can
keep
him
as
a
pet
or
send
him
to
the
Wall
,
I
don
’
t
care
which
,
but
I
won
’
t
have
him
on
the
council
.
"
"
And
Ser
Jacelyn
?
"
"
Tell
my
sister
you
believe
you
can
win
him
away
from
me
,
given
time
.
That
ought
to
content
her
for
a
while
.
"
"
As
you
say
.
"
Lancel
finished
his
wine
.
