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Finally
he
rolled
over
the
side
and
lay
breathless
and
exhausted
,
flat
on
his
back
.
Balls
of
green
and
orange
flame
crackled
overhead
,
leaving
streaks
between
the
stars
.
He
had
a
moment
to
think
how
pretty
it
was
before
Ser
Mandon
blocked
out
the
view
The
knight
was
a
white
steel
shadow
,
his
eyes
shining
darkly
behind
his
helm
.
Tyrion
had
no
more
strength
than
a
rag
doll
.
Ser
Mandon
put
the
point
of
his
sword
to
the
hollow
of
his
throat
and
curled
both
hands
around
the
hilt
.
And
suddenly
he
lurched
to
the
left
,
staggering
into
the
rail
.
Wood
split
,
and
Ser
Mandon
Moore
vanished
with
a
shout
and
a
splash
.
An
instant
later
,
the
hulls
came
slamming
together
again
,
so
hard
the
deck
seemed
to
jump
.
Then
someone
was
kneeling
over
him
.
"
Jaime
?
"
he
croaked
,
almost
choking
on
the
blood
that
filled
his
mouth
.
Who
else
would
save
him
,
if
not
his
brother
?
"
Be
still
,
my
lord
,
you
’
re
hurt
bad
.
"
A
boy
’
s
voice
,
that
makes
no
sense
,
thought
Tyrion
.
It
sounded
almost
like
Pod
.
When
Ser
Lancel
Lannister
told
the
queen
that
the
battle
was
lost
,
she
turned
her
empty
wine
cup
in
her
hands
and
said
,
"
Tell
my
brother
,
ser
.
"
Her
voice
was
distant
,
as
if
the
news
were
of
no
great
interest
to
her
.
"
Your
brother
’
s
likely
dead
.
"
Ser
Lancel
’
s
surcoat
was
soaked
with
the
blood
seeping
out
under
his
arm
.
When
he
had
arrived
in
the
hall
,
the
sight
of
him
had
made
some
of
the
guests
scream
.
"
He
was
on
the
bridge
of
boats
when
it
broke
apart
,
we
think
.
Ser
Mandon
’
s
likely
gone
as
well
,
and
no
one
can
find
the
Hound
.
Gods
be
damned
,
Cersei
,
why
did
you
have
them
fetch
Joffrey
back
to
the
castle
?
The
gold
cloaks
are
throwing
down
their
spears
and
running
,
hundreds
of
them
.
When
they
saw
the
king
leaving
,
they
lost
all
heart
.
The
whole
Blackwater
’
s
awash
with
wrecks
and
fire
and
corpses
,
but
we
could
have
held
if
—
"
Osney
Kettleblack
pushed
past
him
.
"
There
’
s
fighting
on
both
sides
of
the
river
now
,
Y
’
Grace
.
It
may
be
that
some
of
Stannis
’
s
lords
are
fighting
each
other
,
no
one
’
s
sure
,
it
’
s
all
confused
over
there
.
The
Hound
’
s
gone
,
no
one
knows
where
,
and
Ser
Balon
’
s
fallen
back
inside
the
city
.
The
riverside
’
s
theirs
.
They
’
re
ramming
at
the
King
’
s
Gate
again
,
and
Ser
Lancel
’
s
right
,
your
men
are
deserting
the
walls
and
killing
their
own
officers
.
There
’
s
mobs
at
the
Iron
Gate
and
the
Gate
of
the
Gods
fighting
to
get
out
,
and
Flea
Bottom
’
s
one
great
drunken
riot
.
"
Gods
be
good
,
Sansa
thought
,
it
is
happening
,
Joffrey
’
s
lost
his
head
and
so
have
I
.
She
looked
for
Ser
Ilyn
,
but
the
King
’
s
Justice
was
not
to
be
seen
.
I
can
feel
him
,
though
.
He
’
s
close
,
I
’
ll
not
escape
him
,
he
’
ll
have
my
head
.
Strangely
calm
,
the
queen
turned
to
his
brother
Osfryd
.
"
Raise
the
drawbridge
and
bar
the
doors
.
No
one
enters
or
leaves
Maegor
’
s
without
my
leave
.
"
