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Is
he
the
one
who
bought
his
knighthood
with
an
onion
?
With
four
times
as
many
ships
as
the
boy
king
,
Ser
Imry
saw
no
need
for
caution
or
deceptive
tactics
.
He
had
organized
the
fleet
into
ten
lines
of
battle
,
each
of
twenty
ships
.
The
first
two
lines
would
sweep
up
the
river
to
engage
and
destroy
Joffrey
’
s
little
fleet
,
or
"
the
boy
’
s
toys
"
as
Ser
Imry
dubbed
them
,
to
the
mirth
of
his
lordly
captains
.
Those
that
followed
would
land
companies
of
archers
and
spearmen
beneath
the
city
walls
,
and
only
then
join
the
fight
on
the
river
.
The
smaller
,
slower
ships
to
the
rear
would
ferry
over
the
main
part
of
Stannis
’
s
host
from
the
south
bank
,
protected
by
Salladhor
Saan
and
his
Lyseni
,
who
would
stand
out
in
the
bay
in
case
the
Lannisters
had
other
ships
hidden
up
along
the
coast
,
poised
to
sweep
down
on
their
rear
.
To
be
fair
,
there
was
reason
for
Ser
Imry
’
s
haste
.
The
winds
had
not
used
them
kindly
on
the
voyage
up
from
Storm
’
s
End
.
They
had
lost
two
cogs
to
the
rocks
of
Shipbreaker
Bay
on
the
very
day
they
set
sail
,
a
poor
way
to
begin
.
One
of
the
Myrish
galleys
had
foundered
in
the
Straits
of
Tarth
,
and
a
storm
had
overtaken
them
as
they
were
entering
the
Gullet
,
scattering
the
fleet
across
half
the
narrow
sea
.
All
but
twelve
ships
had
finally
regrouped
behind
the
sheltering
spine
of
Massey
’
s
Hook
,
in
the
calmer
waters
of
Blackwater
Bay
,
but
not
before
they
had
lost
considerable
time
.
Stannis
would
have
reached
the
Rush
days
ago
.
The
kingsroad
ran
from
Storm
’
s
End
straight
to
King
’
s
Landing
,
a
much
shorter
route
than
by
sea
,
and
his
host
was
largely
mounted
;
near
twenty
thousand
knights
,
light
horse
,
and
freeriders
,
Renly
’
s
unwilling
legacy
to
his
brother
.
They
would
have
made
good
time
,
but
armored
destriers
and
twelve
-
foot
lances
would
avail
them
little
against
the
deep
waters
of
the
Blackwater
Rush
and
the
high
stone
walls
of
the
city
.
Stannis
would
be
camped
with
his
lords
on
the
south
bank
of
the
river
,
doubtless
seething
with
impatience
and
wondering
what
Ser
Imry
had
done
with
his
fleet
.
Off
Merling
Rock
two
days
before
,
they
had
sighted
a
half
-
dozen
fishing
skiffs
.
The
fisherfolk
had
fled
before
them
,
but
one
by
one
they
had
been
overtaken
and
boarded
.
"
A
small
spoon
of
victory
is
just
the
thing
to
settle
the
stomach
before
battle
,
"
Ser
Imry
had
declared
happily
.
"
It
makes
the
men
hungry
for
a
larger
helping
.
"
But
Davos
had
been
more
interested
in
what
the
captives
had
to
say
about
the
defenses
at
King
’
s
Landing
.
The
dwarf
had
been
busy
building
some
sort
of
boom
to
close
off
the
mouth
of
the
river
,
though
the
fishermen
differed
as
to
whether
the
work
had
been
completed
or
not
.
He
found
himself
wishing
it
had
.
If
the
river
was
closed
to
them
,
Ser
Imry
would
have
no
choice
but
to
pause
and
take
stock
.
The
sea
was
full
of
sound
:
shouts
and
calls
,
warhorns
and
drums
and
the
trill
of
pipes
,
the
slap
of
wood
on
water
as
thousands
of
oars
rose
and
fell
.
"
Keep
line
,
"
Davos
shouted
.
A
gust
of
wind
tugged
at
his
old
green
cloak
.
A
jerkin
of
boiled
leather
and
a
pot
-
helm
at
his
feet
were
his
only
armor
.
At
sea
,
heavy
steel
was
as
like
to
cost
a
man
his
life
as
to
save
it
,
he
believed
.
Ser
Imry
and
the
other
highborn
captains
did
not
share
his
view
;
they
glittered
as
they
paced
their
decks
.
Harridan
and
Seahorse
had
slipped
into
their
places
now
,
and
Lord
Celtigar
’
s
Red
Claw
beyond
them
.
To
starboard
of
Allard
’
s
Lady
Marya
were
the
three
galleys
that
Stannis
had
seized
from
the
unfortunate
Lord
Sunglass
,
Piety
,
Prayer
,
and
Devotion
,
their
decks
crawling
with
archers
.
Even
Swordfish
was
closing
,
lumbering
and
rolling
through
a
thickening
sea
under
both
oars
and
sail
.
A
ship
of
that
many
oars
ought
to
be
much
faster
,
Davos
reflected
with
disapproval
.
It
’
s
that
ram
she
carries
,
it
’
s
too
big
,
she
has
no
balance
.
The
wind
was
gusting
from
the
south
,
but
under
oars
it
made
no
matter
.
They
would
be
sweeping
in
on
the
flood
tide
,
but
the
Lannisters
would
have
the
river
current
to
their
favor
,
and
the
Blackwater
Rush
flowed
strong
and
swift
where
it
met
the
sea
.
The
first
shock
would
inevitably
favor
the
foe
.
We
are
fools
to
meet
them
on
the
Blackwater
,
Davos
thought
.
In
any
encounter
on
the
open
sea
,
their
battle
lines
would
envelop
the
enemy
fleet
on
both
flanks
,
driving
them
inward
to
destruction
.
On
the
river
,
though
,
the
numbers
and
weight
of
Ser
Imry
’
s
ships
would
count
for
less
.
They
could
not
dress
more
than
twenty
ships
abreast
,
lest
they
risk
tangling
their
oars
and
colliding
with
each
other
.
