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"
Father
did
,
"
said
Tyrion
.
"
That
is
why
he
sent
me
.
To
put
an
end
to
these
follies
and
bring
your
son
to
heel
.
"
"
Joff
will
be
no
more
tractable
for
you
than
for
me
.
"
"
He
might
.
"
"
Why
should
he
?
"
"
He
knows
you
would
never
hurt
him
.
"
Cersei
’
s
eyes
narrowed
.
"
If
you
believe
I
’
d
ever
allow
you
to
harm
my
son
,
you
’
re
sick
with
fever
.
"
Tyrion
sighed
.
She
’
d
missed
the
point
,
as
she
did
so
often
.
"
Joffrey
is
as
safe
with
me
as
he
is
with
you
,
"
he
assured
her
,
"
but
so
long
as
the
boy
feels
threatened
,
he
’
ll
be
more
inclined
to
listen
.
"
He
took
her
hand
.
"
I
am
your
brother
,
you
know
.
You
need
me
,
whether
you
care
to
admit
it
or
no
.
Your
son
needs
me
,
if
he
’
s
to
have
a
hope
of
retaining
that
ugly
iron
chair
.
"
His
sister
seemed
shocked
that
he
would
touch
her
.
"
You
have
always
been
cunning
.
"
"
In
my
own
small
way
.
"
He
grinned
.
