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Ned
was
half-tempted
to
turn
him
away
,
but
thought
better
of
it
.
He
was
not
free
yet
;
until
he
was
,
he
must
play
their
games
.
"
Show
him
in
,
Tom
.
"
Lord
Petyr
sauntered
into
the
solar
as
if
nothing
had
gone
amiss
that
morning
.
He
wore
a
slashed
velvet
doublet
in
cream-and-silver
,
a
grey
silk
cloak
trimmed
with
black
fox
,
and
his
customary
mocking
smile
.
Ned
greeted
him
coldly
.
"
Might
I
ask
the
reason
for
this
visit
,
Lord
Baelish
?
"
"
I
wo
n't
detain
you
long
,
I
'm
on
my
way
to
dine
with
Lady
Tanda
.
Lamprey
pie
and
roast
suckling
pig
.
She
has
some
thought
to
wed
me
to
her
younger
daughter
,
so
her
table
is
always
astonishing
.
If
truth
be
told
,
I
'd
sooner
marry
the
pig
,
but
do
n't
tell
her
.
I
do
love
lamprey
pie
.
"
"
Do
n't
let
me
keep
you
from
your
eels
,
my
lord
,
"
Ned
said
with
icy
disdain
.
"
At
the
moment
,
I
can
not
think
of
anyone
whose
company
I
desire
less
than
yours
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
'm
certain
if
you
put
your
mind
to
it
,
you
could
come
up
with
a
few
names
.
Varys
,
say
.
Cersei
.
Or
Robert
.
His
Grace
is
most
wroth
with
you
.
He
went
on
about
you
at
some
length
after
you
took
your
leave
of
us
this
morning
.
The
words
insolence
and
ingratitude
came
into
it
frequently
,
I
seem
to
recall
.
"
Ned
did
not
honor
that
with
a
reply
.
Nor
did
he
offer
his
guest
a
seat
,
but
Littlefinger
took
one
anyway
.
"
After
you
stormed
out
,
it
was
left
to
me
to
convince
them
not
to
hire
the
Faceless
Men
,
"
he
continued
blithely
.
"
Instead
Varys
will
quietly
let
it
be
known
that
we
'll
make
a
lord
of
whoever
does
in
the
Targaryen
girl
.
"
Ned
was
disgusted
.
"
So
now
we
grant
titles
to
assassins
.
"
Littlefinger
shrugged
.
"
Titles
are
cheap
.
The
Faceless
Men
are
expensive
.
If
truth
be
told
,
I
did
the
Targaryen
girl
more
good
than
you
with
all
your
talk
of
honor
.
Let
some
sellsword
drunk
on
visions
of
lordship
try
to
kill
her
.
Likely
he
'll
make
a
botch
of
it
,
and
afterward
the
Dothraki
will
be
on
their
guard
