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"
All
three
are
Jaime
's
,
"
he
said
.
It
was
not
a
question
.
"
Thank
the
gods
.
"
The
seed
is
strong
,
Jon
Arryn
had
cried
on
his
deathbed
,
and
so
it
was
.
All
those
bastards
,
all
with
hair
as
black
as
night
.
Grand
Maester
Malleon
recorded
the
last
mating
between
stag
and
lion
,
some
ninety
years
ago
,
when
Tya
Lannister
wed
Gowen
Baratheon
,
third
son
of
the
reigning
lord
.
Their
only
issue
,
an
unnamed
boy
described
in
Malleon
's
tome
as
a
large
and
lusty
lad
born
with
a
full
head
of
black
hair
,
died
in
infancy
.
Thirty
years
before
that
a
male
Lannister
had
taken
a
Baratheon
maid
to
wife
.
She
had
given
him
three
daughters
and
a
son
,
each
black-haired
.
No
matter
how
far
back
Ned
searched
in
the
brittle
yellowed
pages
,
always
he
found
the
gold
yielding
before
the
coal
.
"
A
dozen
years
,
"
Ned
said
.
"
How
is
it
that
you
have
had
no
children
by
the
king
?
"
She
lifted
her
head
,
defiant
.
"
Your
Robert
got
me
with
child
once
,
"
she
said
,
her
voice
thick
with
contempt
.
"
My
brother
found
a
woman
to
cleanse
me
.
He
never
knew
.
If
truth
be
told
,
I
can
scarcely
bear
for
him
to
touch
me
,
and
I
have
not
let
him
inside
me
for
years
.
I
know
other
ways
to
pleasure
him
,
when
he
leaves
his
whores
long
enough
to
stagger
up
to
my
bedchamber
.
Whatever
we
do
,
the
king
is
usually
so
drunk
that
he
's
forgotten
it
all
by
the
next
morning
.
"
How
could
they
have
all
been
so
blind
?
The
truth
was
there
in
front
of
them
all
the
time
,
written
on
the
children
's
faces
.
Ned
felt
sick
.
"
I
remember
Robert
as
he
was
the
day
he
took
the
throne
,
every
inch
a
king
,
"
he
said
quietly
.
"
A
thousand
other
women
might
have
loved
him
with
all
their
hearts
.
What
did
he
do
to
make
you
hate
him
so
?
"
Her
eyes
burned
,
green
fire
in
the
dusk
,
like
the
lioness
that
was
her
sigil
.
"
The
night
of
our
wedding
feast
,
the
first
time
we
shared
a
bed
,
he
called
me
by
your
sister
's
name
.
He
was
on
top
of
me
,
in
me
,
stinking
of
wine
,
and
he
whispered
Lyanna
.
"
Ned
Stark
thought
of
pale
blue
roses
,
and
for
a
moment
he
wanted
to
weep
.
"
I
do
not
know
which
of
you
I
pity
most
.
"
The
queen
seemed
amused
by
that
.
"
Save
your
pity
for
yourself
,
Lord
Stark
.
I
want
none
of
it
.
"
