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Tyrion
They
had
taken
shelter
beneath
a
copse
of
aspens
just
off
the
high
road
.
Tyrion
was
gathering
deadwood
while
their
horses
took
water
from
a
mountain
stream
.
He
stooped
to
pick
up
a
splintered
branch
and
examined
it
critically
.
"
Will
this
do
?
I
am
not
practiced
at
starting
fires
.
Morrec
did
that
for
me
.
"
"
A
fire
?
"
Bronn
said
,
spitting
.
"
Are
you
so
hungry
to
die
,
dwarf
?
Or
have
you
taken
leave
of
your
senses
?
A
fire
will
bring
the
clansmen
down
on
us
from
miles
around
.
I
mean
to
survive
this
journey
,
Lannister
.
"
"
And
how
do
you
hope
to
do
that
?
"
Tyrion
asked
.
He
tucked
the
branch
under
his
arm
and
poked
around
through
the
sparse
undergrowth
,
looking
for
more
.
His
back
ached
from
the
effort
of
bending
;
they
had
been
riding
since
daybreak
,
when
a
stone-faced
Ser
Lyn
Corbray
had
ushered
them
through
the
Bloody
Gate
and
commanded
them
never
to
return
.
"
We
have
no
chance
of
fighting
our
way
back
,
"
Bronn
said
,
"
but
two
can
cover
more
ground
than
ten
,
and
attract
less
notice
.
The
fewer
days
we
spend
in
these
mountains
,
the
more
like
we
are
to
reach
the
riverlands
.
Ride
hard
and
fast
,
I
say
.
Travel
by
night
and
hole
up
by
day
,
avoid
the
road
where
we
can
,
make
no
noise
and
light
no
fires
.
"
Tyrion
Lannister
sighed
.
"
A
splendid
plan
,
Bronn
.
Try
it
,
as
you
like
...
and
forgive
me
if
I
do
not
linger
to
bury
you
.
"
"
You
think
to
outlive
me
,
dwarf
?
"
The
sellsword
grinned
.
He
had
a
dark
gap
in
his
smile
where
the
edge
of
Ser
Vardis
Egen
's
shield
had
cracked
a
tooth
in
half
.
Tyrion
shrugged
.
"
Riding
hard
and
fast
by
night
is
a
sure
way
to
tumble
down
a
mountain
and
crack
your
skull
.
I
prefer
to
make
my
crossing
slow
and
easy
.
I
know
you
love
the
taste
of
horse
,
Bronn
,
but
if
our
mounts
die
under
us
this
time
,
we
'll
be
trying
to
saddle
shadowcats
...
and
if
truth
be
told
,
I
think
the
clans
will
find
us
no
matter
what
we
do
.
Their
eyes
are
all
around
us
.
"
He
swept
a
gloved
hand
over
the
high
,
wind-carved
crags
that
surrounded
them
.
Bronn
grimaced
.
"
Then
we
're
dead
men
,
Lannister
.
"
