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Ser
Robin
Ryger
spoke
.
"
My
lady
,
can
you
tell
us
the
manner
of
Lord
Renly
’
s
death
?
The
tales
we
’
ve
heard
have
been
queer
.
"
"
Cat
,
"
her
brother
said
,
"
some
say
you
killed
Renly
.
Others
claim
it
was
some
southron
woman
.
"
His
glance
lingered
on
Brienne
.
"
My
king
was
murdered
,
"
the
girl
said
quietly
,
"
and
not
by
Lady
Catelyn
.
I
swear
it
on
my
sword
,
by
the
gods
old
and
new
.
"
"
This
is
Brienne
of
Tarth
,
the
daughter
of
Lord
Selwyn
the
Evenstar
,
who
served
in
Renly
’
s
Rainbow
Guard
,
"
Catelyn
told
them
.
"
Brienne
,
I
am
honored
to
acquaint
you
with
my
brother
Ser
Edmure
Tully
,
heir
to
Riverrun
.
His
steward
Utherydes
Wayn
.
Ser
Robin
Ryger
and
Ser
Desmond
Grell
.
"
"
Honored
,
"
said
Ser
Desmond
.
The
others
echoed
him
.
The
girl
flushed
,
embarrassed
even
at
this
commonplace
courtesy
.
If
Edmure
thought
her
a
curious
sort
of
lady
,
at
least
he
had
the
grace
not
to
say
so
.
"
Brienne
was
with
Renly
when
he
was
killed
,
as
was
I
,
"
said
Catelyn
,
"
but
we
had
no
part
in
his
death
.
"
She
did
not
care
to
speak
of
the
shadow
,
here
in
the
open
with
men
all
around
,
so
she
waved
a
hand
at
the
bodies
.
"
Who
are
these
men
you
’
ve
hanged
?
"
Edmure
glanced
up
uncomfortably
.
"
They
came
with
Ser
Cleos
when
he
brought
the
queen
’
s
answer
to
our
peace
offer
.
"
Catelyn
was
shocked
.
"
You
’
ve
killed
envoys
?
"
"
False
envoys
,
"
Edmure
declared
.
"
They
pledged
me
their
peace
and
surrendered
their
weapons
,
so
I
allowed
them
freedom
of
the
castle
,
and
for
three
nights
they
ate
my
meat
and
drank
my
mead
whilst
I
talked
with
Ser
Cleos
.
On
the
fourth
night
,
they
tried
to
free
the
Kingslayer
.
"
He
pointed
up
.
"
That
big
brute
killed
two
guards
with
naught
but
those
ham
hands
of
his
,
caught
them
by
the
throats
and
smashed
their
skulls
together
while
that
skinny
lad
beside
him
was
opening
Lannister
’
s
cell
with
a
bit
of
wire
,
gods
curse
him
.
The
one
on
the
end
was
some
sort
of
damned
mummer
.
He
used
my
own
voice
to
command
that
the
River
Gate
be
opened
.
The
guardsmen
swear
to
it
,
Enger
and
Delp
and
Long
Lew
,
all
three
.
If
you
ask
me
,
the
man
sounded
nothing
like
me
,
and
yet
the
oafs
were
raising
the
portcullis
all
the
same
.
"
