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"
Lord
Stannis
,
"
she
returned
.
Beneath
the
tight
-
trimmed
beard
his
heavy
jaw
clenched
hard
,
yet
he
did
not
hector
her
about
titles
.
For
that
she
was
duly
grateful
.
"
I
had
not
thought
to
find
you
at
Storm
’
s
End
.
"
"
I
had
not
thought
to
be
here
.
"
His
deep
-
set
eyes
regarded
her
uncomfortably
.
This
was
not
a
man
made
for
easy
courtesies
.
"
I
am
sorry
for
your
lord
’
s
death
,
"
he
said
,
"
though
Eddard
Stark
was
no
friend
to
me
.
"
"
He
was
never
your
enemy
,
my
lord
.
When
the
Lords
Tyrell
and
Redwyne
held
you
prisoned
in
that
castle
,
starving
,
it
was
Eddard
Stark
who
broke
the
siege
.
"
"
At
my
brother
’
s
command
,
not
for
love
of
me
,
"
Stannis
answered
.
"
Lord
Eddard
did
his
duty
,
I
will
not
deny
it
.
Did
I
ever
do
less
?
I
should
have
been
Robert
’
s
Hand
.
"
"
That
was
your
brother
’
s
will
.
Ned
never
wanted
it
.
"
"
Yet
he
took
it
.
That
which
should
have
been
mine
.
Still
,
I
give
you
my
word
,
you
shall
have
justice
for
his
murder
.
"
How
they
loved
to
promise
heads
,
these
men
who
would
be
king
.
"
Your
brother
promised
me
the
same
.
But
if
truth
be
told
,
I
would
sooner
have
my
daughters
back
,
and
leave
justice
to
the
gods
.
Cersei
still
holds
my
Sansa
,
and
of
Arya
there
has
been
no
word
since
the
day
of
Robert
’
s
death
.
"
"
If
your
children
are
found
when
I
take
the
city
,
they
shall
be
sent
to
you
.
"
