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"
And
the
terms
?
"
asked
Ser
Cortnay
.
"
Remain
as
before
,
"
said
Stannis
.
"
I
will
pardon
you
for
your
treason
,
as
I
have
pardoned
these
lords
you
see
behind
me
.
The
men
of
your
garrison
will
be
free
to
enter
my
service
or
to
return
unmolested
to
their
homes
.
You
may
keep
your
weapons
and
as
much
property
as
a
man
can
carry
.
I
will
require
your
horses
and
pack
animals
,
however
.
"
"
And
what
of
Edric
Storm
?
"
"
My
brother
’
s
bastard
must
be
surrendered
to
me
.
"
"
Then
my
answer
is
still
no
,
my
lord
.
"
The
king
clenched
his
jaw
.
He
said
nothing
.
Melisandre
spoke
instead
.
"
May
the
Lord
of
Light
protect
you
in
your
darkness
,
Ser
Cortnay
.
"
"
May
the
Others
bugger
your
Lord
of
Light
,
"
Penrose
spat
back
,
"
and
wipe
his
arse
with
that
rag
you
bear
.
"
Lord
Alester
Florent
cleared
his
throat
.
"
Ser
Cortnay
,
mind
your
tongue
.
His
Grace
means
the
boy
no
harm
.
The
child
is
his
own
blood
,
and
mine
as
well
.
My
niece
Delena
was
the
mother
,
as
all
men
know
.
If
you
will
not
trust
to
the
king
,
trust
to
me
.
You
know
me
for
a
man
of
honor
—
"
"
I
know
you
for
a
man
of
ambition
,
"
Ser
Cortnay
broke
in
.
