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"
Eight
,
"
the
queen
corrected
.
"
Tregar
died
this
morning
,
of
the
blow
Lord
Stark
gave
him
.
"
"
Abductions
on
the
kingsroad
and
drunken
slaughter
in
my
streets
,
"
the
king
said
.
"
I
will
not
have
it
,
Ned
.
"
"
Catelyn
had
good
reason
for
taking
the
Imp
--
"
"
I
said
,
I
will
not
have
it
!
To
hell
with
her
reasons
.
You
will
command
her
to
release
the
dwarf
at
once
,
and
you
will
make
your
peace
with
Jaime
.
"
"
Three
of
my
men
were
butchered
before
my
eyes
,
because
Jaime
Lannister
wished
to
chasten
me
.
Am
I
to
forget
that
?
"
"
My
brother
was
not
the
cause
of
this
quarrel
,
"
Cersei
told
the
king
.
"
Lord
Stark
was
returning
drunk
from
a
brothel
.
His
men
attacked
Jaime
and
his
guards
,
even
as
his
wife
attacked
Tyrion
on
the
kingsroad
.
"
"
You
know
me
better
than
that
,
Robert
,
"
Ned
said
.
"
Ask
Lord
Baelish
if
you
doubt
me
.
He
was
there
.
"
"
I
've
talked
to
Littlefinger
,
"
Robert
said
.
"
He
claims
he
rode
off
to
bring
the
gold
cloaks
before
the
fighting
began
,
but
he
admits
you
were
returning
from
some
whorehouse
.
"
"
Some
whorehouse
?
Damn
your
eyes
,
Robert
,
I
went
there
to
have
a
look
at
your
daughter
!
Her
mother
has
named
her
Barra
.
She
looks
like
that
first
girl
you
fathered
,
when
we
were
boys
together
in
the
Vale
.
"
He
watched
the
queen
as
he
spoke
;
her
face
was
a
mask
,
still
and
pale
,
betraying
nothing
.
Robert
flushed
.
