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And
how
is
your
leg
?
"
"
Inflamed
and
painful
,
with
an
itch
that
is
driving
me
mad
.
"
Littlefinger
lifted
an
eyebrow
.
"
In
future
,
try
not
to
let
any
horses
fall
on
it
.
I
would
urge
you
to
heal
quickly
.
The
realm
grows
restive
.
Varys
has
heard
ominous
whispers
from
the
west
.
Freeriders
and
sellswords
have
been
flocking
to
Casterly
Rock
,
and
not
for
the
thin
pleasure
of
Lord
Tywin
's
conversation
.
"
"
Is
there
word
of
the
king
?
"
Ned
demanded
.
"
Just
how
long
does
Robert
intend
to
hunt
?
"
"
Given
his
preferences
,
I
believe
he
'd
stay
in
the
forest
until
you
and
the
queen
both
die
of
old
age
,
"
Lord
Petyr
replied
with
a
faint
smile
.
"
Lacking
that
,
I
imagine
he
'll
return
as
soon
as
he
's
killed
something
.
They
found
the
white
hart
,
it
seems
...
or
rather
,
what
remained
of
it
.
Some
wolves
found
it
first
,
and
left
His
Grace
scarcely
more
than
a
hoof
and
a
horn
.
Robert
was
in
a
fury
,
until
he
heard
talk
of
some
monstrous
boar
deeper
in
the
forest
.
Then
nothing
would
do
but
he
must
have
it
.
Prince
Joffrey
returned
this
morning
,
with
the
Royces
,
Ser
Balon
Swann
,
and
some
twenty
others
of
the
party
.
The
rest
are
still
with
the
king
.
"
"
The
Hound
?
"
Ned
asked
,
frowning
.
Of
all
the
Lannister
party
,
Sandor
Clegane
was
the
one
who
concerned
him
the
most
,
now
that
Ser
Jaime
had
fled
the
city
to
join
his
father
.
"
Oh
,
returned
with
Joffrey
,
and
went
straight
to
the
queen
.
"
Littlefinger
smiled
.
"
I
would
have
given
a
hundred
silver
stags
to
have
been
a
roach
in
the
rushes
when
he
learned
that
Lord
Beric
was
off
to
behead
his
brother
.
"
"
Even
a
blind
man
could
see
the
Hound
loathed
his
brother
.
"
"
Ah
,
but
Gregor
was
his
to
loathe
,
not
yours
to
kill
.
Once
Dondarrion
lops
the
summit
off
our
Mountain
,
the
Clegane
lands
and
incomes
will
pass
to
Sandor
,
but
I
would
n't
hold
my
water
waiting
for
his
thanks
,
not
that
one
.
And
now
you
must
forgive
me
.
Lady
Tanda
awaits
with
her
fatted
calves
.
"
On
the
way
to
the
door
,
Lord
Petyr
spied
Grand
Maester
Malleon
's
massive
tome
on
the
table
and
paused
to
idly
flip
open
the
cover
.
"
The
Lineages
and
Histories
of
the
Great
Houses
of
the
Seven
Kingdoms
,
With
Descriptions
of
Many
High
Lords
and
Noble
Ladies
and
Their
Children
,
"
he
read
.
"
Now
there
is
tedious
reading
if
ever
I
saw
it
.
A
sleeping
potion
,
my
lord
?
"
