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Five
knights
of
the
Kingsguard
--
all
but
Ser
Jaime
and
Ser
Barristan
--
were
arrayed
in
a
crescent
around
the
base
of
the
throne
.
They
were
in
full
armor
,
enameled
steel
from
helm
to
heel
,
long
pale
cloaks
over
their
shoulders
,
shining
white
shields
strapped
to
their
left
arms
.
Cersei
Lannister
and
her
two
younger
children
stood
behind
Ser
Boros
and
Ser
Meryn
.
The
queen
wore
a
gown
of
sea-green
silk
,
trimmed
with
Myrish
lace
as
pale
as
foam
.
On
her
finger
was
a
golden
ring
with
an
emerald
the
size
of
a
pigeon
's
egg
,
on
her
head
a
matching
tiara
.
Above
them
,
Prince
Joffrey
sat
amidst
the
barbs
and
spikes
in
a
cloth-of-gold
doublet
and
a
red
satin
cape
.
Sandor
Clegane
was
stationed
at
the
foot
of
the
throne
's
steep
narrow
stair
.
He
wore
mail
and
soot-grey
plate
and
his
snarling
dog
's
-
head
helm
.
Behind
the
throne
,
twenty
Lannister
guardsmen
waited
with
longswords
hanging
from
their
belts
.
Crimson
cloaks
draped
their
shoulders
and
steel
lions
crested
their
helms
.
But
Littlefinger
had
kept
his
promise
;
all
along
the
walls
,
in
front
of
Robert
's
tapestries
with
their
scenes
of
hunt
and
battle
,
the
gold-cloaked
ranks
of
the
City
Watch
stood
stiffly
to
attention
,
each
man
's
hand
clasped
around
the
haft
of
an
eight-foot-long
spear
tipped
in
black
iron
.
They
outnumbered
the
Lannisters
five
to
one
.
Ned
's
leg
was
a
blaze
of
pain
by
the
time
he
stopped
.
He
kept
a
hand
on
Littlefinger
's
shoulder
to
help
support
his
weight
.
Joffrey
stood
.
His
red
satin
cape
was
patterned
in
gold
thread
;
fifty
roaring
lions
to
one
side
,
fifty
prancing
stags
to
the
other
.
"
I
command
the
council
to
make
all
the
necessary
arrangements
for
my
coronation
,
"
the
boy
proclaimed
.
"
I
wish
to
be
crowned
within
the
fortnight
.
Today
I
shall
accept
oaths
of
fealty
from
my
loyal
councillors
.
"
Ned
produced
Robert
's
letter
.
"
Lord
Varys
,
be
so
kind
as
to
show
this
to
my
lady
of
Lannister
.
"
The
eunuch
carried
the
letter
to
Cersei
.
The
queen
glanced
at
the
words
.
"
Protector
of
the
Realm
,
"
she
read
.
"
Is
this
meant
to
be
your
shield
,
my
lord
?
A
piece
of
paper
?
"
She
ripped
the
letter
in
half
,
ripped
the
halves
in
quarters
,
and
let
the
pieces
flutter
to
the
floor
.
"
Those
were
the
king
's
words
,
"
Ser
Barristan
said
,
shocked
.
"
We
have
a
new
king
now
,
"
Cersei
Lannister
replied
.
"
Lord
Eddard
,
when
last
we
spoke
,
you
gave
me
some
counsel
.
Allow
me
to
return
the
courtesy
.
Bend
the
knee
,
my
lord
.
Bend
the
knee
and
swear
fealty
to
my
son
,
and
we
shall
allow
you
to
step
down
as
Hand
and
live
out
your
days
in
the
grey
waste
you
call
home
.
"
"
Would
that
I
could
,
"
Ned
said
grimly
.
If
she
was
so
determined
to
force
the
issue
here
and
now
,
she
left
him
no
choice
.
"
Your
son
has
no
claim
to
the
throne
he
sits
.
Lord
Stannis
is
Robert
's
true
heir
.
"
