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"
A
man
who
changes
kings
and
gods
the
way
I
change
my
boots
.
As
do
these
other
turncloaks
I
see
before
me
.
"
An
angry
clamor
went
up
from
the
king
’
s
men
.
He
is
not
far
wrong
,
Davos
thought
.
Only
a
short
time
before
,
the
Fossoways
,
Guyard
Morrigen
,
and
the
Lords
Caron
,
Varner
,
Errol
,
and
Estermont
had
all
belonged
to
Renly
.
They
had
sat
in
his
pavilion
,
helped
him
make
his
battle
plans
,
plotted
how
Stannis
might
be
brought
low
.
And
Lord
Florent
had
been
with
them
—
he
might
be
Queen
Selyse
’
s
own
uncle
,
but
that
had
not
kept
the
Lord
of
Brightwater
from
bending
his
knee
to
Renly
when
Renly
’
s
star
was
rising
.
Bryce
Caron
walked
his
horse
forward
a
few
paces
,
his
long
rainbow
-
striped
cloak
twisting
in
the
wind
off
the
bay
.
"
No
man
here
is
a
turncloak
,
ser
.
My
fealty
belongs
to
Storm
’
s
End
,
and
King
Stannis
is
its
rightful
lord
.
.
.
and
our
true
king
.
He
is
the
last
of
House
Baratheon
,
Robert
’
s
heir
and
Renly
’
s
.
"
"
If
that
is
so
,
why
is
the
Knight
of
Flowers
not
among
you
?
And
where
is
Mathis
Rowan
?
Randyll
Tarly
?
Lady
Oakheart
?
Why
are
they
not
here
in
your
company
,
they
who
loved
Renly
best
?
Where
is
Brienne
of
Tarth
,
I
ask
you
?
"
"
That
one
?
"
Ser
Guyard
Morrigen
laughed
harshly
.
"
She
ran
.
As
well
she
might
.
Hers
was
the
hand
that
slew
the
king
.
"
"
A
lie
,
"
Ser
Cortnay
said
.
"
I
knew
Brienne
when
she
was
no
more
than
a
girl
playing
at
her
father
’
s
feet
in
Evenfall
Hall
,
and
I
knew
her
still
better
when
the
Evenstar
sent
her
here
to
Storm
’
s
End
.
She
loved
Renly
Baratheon
from
the
first
moment
she
laid
eyes
on
him
,
a
blind
man
could
see
it
.
"
"
To
be
sure
,
"
declared
Lord
Florent
airily
,
"
and
she
would
scarcely
be
the
first
maid
maddened
to
murder
by
a
man
who
spurned
her
.
Though
for
my
own
part
,
I
believe
it
was
Lady
Stark
who
slew
the
king
.
She
had
journeyed
all
the
way
from
Riverrun
to
plead
for
an
alliance
,
and
Renly
had
refused
her
.
No
doubt
she
saw
him
as
a
danger
to
her
son
,
and
so
removed
him
.
"
"
It
was
Brienne
,
"
insisted
Lord
Caron
.
"
Ser
Emmon
Cuy
swore
as
much
before
he
died
.
You
have
my
oath
on
that
,
Ser
Cortnay
.
"
Contempt
thickened
Ser
Cortnay
’
s
voice
.
"
And
what
is
that
worth
?
You
wear
your
cloak
of
many
colors
,
I
see
.
The
one
Renly
gave
you
when
you
swore
your
oath
to
protect
him
.
If
he
is
dead
,
how
is
it
you
are
not
?
"
He
turned
his
scorn
on
Guyard
Morrigen
.
"
I
might
ask
the
same
of
you
,
ser
.
Guyard
the
Green
,
yes
?
Of
the
Rainbow
Guard
?
Sworn
to
give
his
own
life
for
his
king
’
s
?
If
I
had
such
a
cloak
,
I
would
be
ashamed
to
wear
it
.
"
