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He
has
no
shame
.
"
Captives
do
not
set
prices
.
"
"
Oh
,
you
’
ll
find
mine
modest
enough
.
Your
turnkey
tells
me
nothing
but
vile
lies
,
and
he
cannot
even
keep
them
straight
.
One
day
he
says
Cersei
has
been
flayed
,
and
the
next
it
’
s
my
father
.
Answer
my
questions
and
I
’
ll
answer
yours
.
"
"
Truthfully
?
"
"
Oh
,
it
’
s
truth
you
want
?
Be
careful
,
my
lady
.
Tyrion
says
that
people
often
claim
to
hunger
for
truth
,
but
seldom
like
the
taste
when
it
’
s
served
up
.
"
"
I
am
strong
enough
to
hear
anything
you
care
to
say
.
"
"
As
you
will
,
then
.
But
first
,
if
you
’
d
be
so
kind
.
.
.
the
wine
.
My
throat
is
raw
.
"
Catelyn
hung
the
lamp
from
the
door
and
moved
the
cup
and
flagon
closer
.
Jaime
sloshed
the
wine
around
his
mouth
before
he
swallowed
.
"
Sour
and
vile
,
"
he
said
,
"
but
it
will
do
.
"
He
put
his
back
to
the
wall
,
drew
his
knees
up
to
his
chest
,
and
stared
at
her
.
"
Your
first
question
,
Lady
Catelyn
?
"
Not
knowing
how
long
this
game
might
continue
,
Catelyn
wasted
no
time
.
"
Are
you
Joffrey
’
s
father
?
"
"
You
would
never
ask
unless
you
knew
the
answer
.
"
