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When
he
said
,
I
was
taken
by
a
sudden
urge
to
meet
your
young
lady
,
what
he
meant
was
,
You
tried
to
hide
her
,
but
I
knew
where
she
was
,
and
who
she
was
,
and
here
I
am
.
He
wondered
who
had
betrayed
him
.
The
innkeeper
,
that
boy
in
the
stable
,
a
guard
on
the
gate
.
.
.
or
one
of
his
own
?
"
I
always
like
to
return
to
the
city
through
the
Gate
of
the
Gods
,
"
Varys
told
Shae
as
he
filled
the
wine
cups
.
"
The
carvings
on
the
gatehouse
are
exquisite
,
they
make
me
weep
each
time
I
see
them
.
The
eyes
.
.
.
so
expressive
,
don
’
t
you
think
?
They
almost
seem
to
follow
you
as
you
ride
beneath
the
portcullis
.
"
"
I
never
noticed
,
m
’
lord
,
"
Shae
replied
.
"
I
’
ll
look
again
on
the
morrow
,
if
it
please
you
.
"
Don
’
t
bother
,
sweetling
,
Tyrion
thought
,
swirling
the
wine
in
the
cup
.
He
cares
not
a
whit
about
carvings
.
The
eyes
he
boasts
of
are
his
own
.
What
he
means
is
that
he
was
watching
,
that
he
knew
we
were
here
the
moment
we
passed
through
the
gate
s
.
"
Do
be
careful
,
child
,
"
Varys
urged
.
"
King
’
s
Landing
is
not
wholly
safe
these
days
.
I
know
these
streets
well
,
and
yet
I
almost
feared
to
come
today
,
alone
and
unarmed
as
I
was
.
Lawless
men
are
everywhere
in
this
dark
time
,
oh
,
yes
.
Men
with
cold
steel
and
colder
hearts
.
"
Where
I
can
come
alone
and
unarmed
,
others
can
come
with
swords
in
their
fists
,
he
was
saying
.
Shae
only
laughed
.
"
If
they
try
and
bother
me
,
they
’
ll
be
one
ear
short
when
Chella
runs
them
off
.
"
Varys
hooted
as
if
that
was
the
funniest
thing
he
had
ever
heard
,
but
there
was
no
laughter
in
his
eyes
when
he
turned
them
on
Tyrion
.
"
Your
young
lady
has
an
amiable
way
to
her
.
I
should
take
very
good
care
of
her
if
I
were
you
.
"
"
I
intend
to
.
Any
man
who
tries
to
harm
her
—
well
,
I
’
m
too
small
to
be
a
Black
Ear
,
and
I
make
no
claims
to
courage
.
"
See
?
I
speak
the
same
tongue
you
do
,
eunuch
.
Hurt
her
,
and
I
’
ll
have
your
head
.
"
I
will
leave
you
.
"
Varys
rose
.
"
I
know
how
weary
you
must
be
.
I
only
wished
to
welcome
you
,
my
lord
,
and
tell
you
how
very
pleased
I
am
by
your
arrival
.
We
have
dire
need
of
you
on
the
council
.
Have
you
seen
the
comet
?
"
"
I
’
m
short
,
not
blind
,
"
Tyrion
said
.
Out
on
the
kingsroad
,
it
had
seemed
to
cover
half
the
sky
,
outshining
the
crescent
moon
.
