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"
On
my
honor
as
a
Lannister
.
"
"
Your
honor
as
a
Lannister
is
worth
less
than
this
.
"
She
kicked
over
the
waste
pail
.
Foul
-
smelling
brown
ooze
crept
across
the
floor
of
the
cell
,
soaking
into
the
straw
.
Jaime
Lannister
backed
away
from
the
spill
as
far
as
his
chains
would
allow
.
"
I
may
indeed
have
shit
for
honor
,
I
won
’
t
deny
it
,
but
I
have
never
yet
hired
anyone
to
do
my
killing
.
Believe
what
you
will
,
Lady
Stark
,
but
if
I
had
wanted
your
Bran
dead
I
would
have
slain
him
myself
.
"
Gods
be
merciful
,
he
’
s
telling
the
truth
.
"
If
you
did
not
send
the
killer
,
your
sister
did
.
"
"
If
so
,
I
’
d
know
.
Cersei
keeps
no
secrets
from
me
.
"
"
Then
it
was
the
Imp
.
"
"
Tyrion
is
as
innocent
as
your
Bran
.
He
wasn
’
t
climbing
around
outside
of
anyone
’
s
window
,
spying
.
"
"
Then
why
did
the
assassin
have
his
dagger
?
"
"
What
dagger
was
this
?
"
"
It
was
so
long
,
"
she
said
,
holding
her
hands
apart
,
"
plain
,
but
finely
made
,
with
a
blade
of
Valyrian
steel
and
a
dragonbone
hilt
.
Your
brother
won
it
from
Lord
Baelish
at
the
tourney
on
Prince
Joffrey
’
s
name
day
.
"
