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Her
eyes
narrowed
.
"
Joff
needs
me
at
his
side
.
"
"
Your
Grace
,
my
lord
Hand
,
"
said
Littlefinger
,
"
the
king
needs
both
of
you
here
.
Let
me
go
in
your
stead
.
"
"
You
?
"
What
gain
does
he
see
in
this
?
Tyrion
wondered
.
"
I
am
of
the
king
’
s
council
,
yet
not
the
king
’
s
blood
,
so
I
would
make
a
poor
hostage
.
I
knew
Ser
Loras
passing
well
when
he
was
here
at
court
,
and
gave
him
no
cause
to
mislike
me
.
Mace
Tyrell
bears
me
no
enmity
that
I
know
of
,
and
I
flatter
myself
that
I
am
not
unskilled
in
negotiation
.
"
He
has
us
.
Tyrion
did
not
trust
Petyr
Baelish
,
nor
did
he
want
the
man
out
of
his
sight
,
yet
what
other
choice
was
left
him
?
It
must
be
Littlefinger
or
Tyrion
himself
,
and
he
knew
full
well
that
if
he
left
King
’
s
Landing
for
any
length
of
time
,
all
that
he
had
managed
to
accomplish
would
be
undone
.
"
There
is
fighting
between
here
and
Bitterbridge
,
"
he
said
cautiously
.
"
And
you
can
be
past
certain
that
Lord
Stannis
will
be
dispatching
his
own
shepherds
to
gather
in
his
brother
’
s
wayward
lambs
.
"
"
I
’
ve
never
been
frightened
of
shepherds
.
It
’
s
the
sheep
who
trouble
me
.
Still
,
I
suppose
an
escort
might
be
in
order
.
"
"
I
can
spare
a
hundred
gold
cloaks
,
"
Tyrion
said
.
"
Five
hundred
.
"
"
Three
hundred
.
"
