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"
And
Ser
Ilyn
?
"
The
eunuch
stroked
a
plump
,
powdered
cheek
.
"
He
is
the
King
's
Justice
,
after
all
.
Sending
other
men
to
do
his
office
...
some
might
construe
that
as
a
grave
insult
.
"
"
No
slight
was
intended
.
"
In
truth
,
Ned
did
not
trust
the
mute
knight
,
though
perhaps
that
was
only
because
he
misliked
executioners
.
"
I
remind
you
,
the
Paynes
are
bannermen
to
House
Lannister
.
I
thought
it
best
to
choose
men
who
owed
Lord
Tywin
no
fealty
.
"
"
Very
prudent
,
no
doubt
,
"
Varys
said
.
"
Still
,
I
chanced
to
see
Ser
Ilyn
in
the
back
of
the
hall
,
staring
at
us
with
those
pale
eyes
of
his
,
and
I
must
say
,
he
did
not
look
pleased
,
though
to
be
sure
it
is
hard
to
tell
with
our
silent
knight
.
I
hope
he
outgrows
his
disappointment
as
well
.
He
does
so
love
his
work
...
"
He
would
n't
send
Ser
Loras
,
"
Sansa
told
Jeyne
Poole
that
night
as
they
shared
a
cold
supper
by
lamplight
.
"
I
think
it
was
because
of
his
leg
.
"
Lord
Eddard
had
taken
his
supper
in
his
bedchamber
with
Alyn
,
Harwin
,
and
Vayon
Poole
,
the
better
to
rest
his
broken
leg
,
and
Septa
Mordane
had
complained
of
sore
feet
after
standing
in
the
gallery
all
day
.
Arya
was
supposed
to
join
them
,
but
she
was
late
coming
back
from
her
dancing
lesson
.
"
His
leg
?
"
Jeyne
said
uncertainly
.
She
was
a
pretty
,
dark-haired
girl
of
Sansa
's
own
age
.
"
Did
Ser
Loras
hurt
his
leg
?
"
"
Not
his
leg
,
"
Sansa
said
,
nibbling
delicately
at
a
chicken
leg
.
"
Father
's
leg
,
silly
.
It
hurts
him
ever
so
much
,
it
makes
him
cross
.
Otherwise
I
'm
certain
he
would
have
sent
Ser
Loras
.
"
Her
father
's
decision
still
bewildered
her
.
When
the
Knight
of
Flowers
had
spoken
up
,
she
'd
been
sure
she
was
about
to
see
one
of
Old
Nan
's
stories
come
to
life
.
Ser
Gregor
was
the
monster
and
Ser
Loras
the
true
hero
who
would
slay
him
.
He
even
looked
a
true
hero
,
so
slim
and
beautiful
,
with
golden
roses
around
his
slender
waist
and
his
rich
brown
hair
tumbling
down
into
his
eyes
.
And
then
Father
had
refused
him
!
It
had
upset
her
more
than
she
could
tell
.
She
had
said
as
much
to
Septa
Mordane
as
they
descended
the
stairs
from
the
gallery
,
but
the
septa
had
only
told
her
it
was
not
her
place
to
question
her
lord
father
's
decisions
.
That
was
when
Lord
Baelish
had
said
,
"
Oh
,
I
do
n't
know
,
Septa
.
Some
of
her
lord
father
's
decisions
could
do
with
a
bit
of
questioning
.
The
young
lady
is
as
wise
as
she
is
lovely
.
"
He
made
a
sweeping
bow
to
Sansa
,
so
deep
she
was
not
quite
sure
if
she
was
being
complimented
or
mocked
.
