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"
Aye
.
.
.
and
will
turn
on
them
,
if
the
chance
comes
.
"
"
Me
as
well
?
"
"
Ask
your
eunuch
.
"
"
I
’
m
asking
you
.
"
Bywater
’
s
deep
-
set
eyes
met
the
dwarf
’
s
mismatched
ones
,
and
did
not
blink
.
"
You
most
of
all
,
my
lord
.
"
"
Most
of
all
?
"
The
injustice
was
like
to
choke
him
.
"
It
was
Joffrey
who
told
them
to
eat
their
dead
,
Joffrey
who
set
his
dog
on
them
.
How
could
they
blame
me
?
"
"
His
Grace
is
but
a
boy
.
In
the
streets
,
it
is
said
that
he
has
evil
councilors
.
The
queen
has
never
been
known
as
a
friend
to
the
commons
,
nor
is
Lord
Varys
called
the
Spider
out
of
love
.
.
.
but
it
is
you
they
blame
most
.
Your
sister
and
the
eunuch
were
here
when
times
were
better
under
King
Robert
,
but
you
were
not
.
They
say
that
you
’
ve
filled
the
city
with
swaggering
sellswords
and
unwashed
savages
,
brutes
who
take
what
they
want
and
follow
no
laws
but
their
own
.
They
say
you
exiled
Janos
Slynt
because
you
found
him
too
bluff
and
honest
for
your
liking
.
They
say
you
threw
wise
and
gentle
Pycelle
into
the
dungeons
when
he
dared
raise
his
voice
against
you
.
Some
even
claim
that
you
mean
to
seize
the
Iron
Throne
for
your
own
.
"
"
Yes
,
and
I
am
a
monster
besides
,
hideous
and
misshapen
,
never
forget
that
.
"
His
hand
coiled
into
a
fist
.
"
I
’
ve
heard
enough
.
We
both
have
work
to
attend
to
.
Leave
me
.
"
Perhaps
my
lord
father
was
right
to
despise
me
all
these
years
,
if
this
is
the
best
I
can
achieve
,
Tyrion
thought
when
he
was
alone
.
He
stared
down
at
the
remains
of
his
supper
,
his
belly
roiling
at
the
sight
of
the
cold
greasy
capon
.
Disgusted
,
he
pushed
it
away
,
shouted
for
Pod
,
and
sent
the
boy
running
to
summon
Varys
and
Bronn
.
My
most
trusted
advisers
are
a
eunuch
and
a
sellsword
,
and
my
lady
’
s
a
whore
.
What
does
that
say
of
me
?
