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Sansa
slipped
in
among
them
,
murmuring
greetings
as
she
worked
her
way
toward
the
front
.
She
recognized
black-skinned
Jalabhar
Xho
,
gloomy
Ser
Aron
Santagar
,
the
Redwyne
twins
Horror
and
Slobber
...
only
none
of
them
seemed
to
recognize
her
.
Or
if
they
did
,
they
shied
away
as
if
she
had
the
grey
plague
.
Sickly
Lord
Gyles
covered
his
face
at
her
approach
and
feigned
a
fit
of
coughing
,
and
when
funny
drunken
Ser
Dontos
started
to
hail
her
,
Ser
Balon
Swann
whispered
in
his
ear
and
he
turned
away
.
And
so
many
others
were
missing
.
Where
had
the
rest
of
them
gone
?
Sansa
wondered
.
Vainly
,
she
searched
for
friendly
faces
.
Not
one
of
them
would
meet
her
eyes
.
It
was
as
if
she
had
become
a
ghost
,
dead
before
her
time
.
Grand
Maester
Pycelle
was
seated
alone
at
the
council
table
,
seemingly
asleep
,
his
hands
clasped
together
atop
his
beard
.
She
saw
Lord
Varys
hurry
into
the
hall
,
his
feet
making
no
sound
.
A
moment
later
Lord
Baelish
entered
through
the
tall
doors
in
the
rear
,
smiling
.
He
chatted
amiably
with
Ser
Balon
and
Ser
Dontos
as
he
made
his
way
to
the
front
.
Butterflies
fluttered
nervously
in
Sansa
's
stomach
.
I
should
n't
be
afraid
,
she
told
herself
.
I
have
nothing
to
be
afraid
of
,
it
will
all
come
out
well
,
Joff
loves
me
and
the
queen
does
too
,
she
said
so
.
A
herald
's
voice
rang
out
.
"
All
hail
His
Grace
,
Joffrey
of
the
Houses
Baratheon
and
Lannister
,
the
First
of
his
Name
,
King
of
the
Andals
,
the
Rhoynar
,
and
the
First
Men
,
and
Lord
of
the
Seven
Kingdoms
.
All
hail
his
lady
mother
,
Cersei
of
House
Lannister
,
Queen
Regent
,
Light
of
the
West
,
and
Protector
of
the
Realm
.
"
Ser
Barristan
Selmy
,
resplendent
in
white
plate
,
led
them
in
.
Ser
Arys
Oakheart
escorted
the
queen
,
while
Ser
Boros
Blount
walked
beside
Joffrey
,
so
six
of
the
Kingsguard
were
now
in
the
hall
,
all
the
White
Swords
save
Jaime
Lannister
alone
.
Her
prince
--
no
,
her
king
now
!
--
took
the
steps
of
the
Iron
Throne
two
at
a
time
,
while
his
mother
was
seated
with
the
council
.
Joff
wore
plush
black
velvets
slashed
with
crimson
,
a
shimmering
cloth-of-gold
cape
with
a
high
collar
,
and
on
his
head
a
golden
crown
crusted
with
rubies
and
black
diamonds
.
When
Joffrey
turned
to
look
out
over
the
hall
,
his
eye
caught
Sansa
's
.
He
smiled
,
seated
himself
,
and
spoke
.
"
It
is
a
king
's
duty
to
punish
the
disloyal
and
reward
those
who
are
true
.
Grand
Maester
Pycelle
,
I
command
you
to
read
my
decrees
.
"
Pycelle
pushed
himself
to
his
feet
.
He
was
clad
in
a
magnificent
robe
of
thick
red
velvet
,
with
an
ermine
collar
and
shiny
gold
fastenings
.
From
a
drooping
sleeve
,
heavy
with
gilded
scrollwork
,
he
drew
a
parchment
,
unrolled
it
,
and
began
to
read
a
long
list
of
names
,
commanding
each
in
the
name
of
king
and
council
to
present
themselves
and
swear
their
fealty
to
Joffrey
.
Failing
that
,
they
would
be
adjudged
traitors
,
their
lands
and
titles
forfeit
to
the
throne
.
The
names
he
read
made
Sansa
hold
her
breath
.
Lord
Stannis
Baratheon
,
his
lady
wife
,
his
daughter
.
Lord
Renly
Baratheon
.
Both
Lord
Royces
and
their
sons
.
Ser
Loras
Tyrell
.
Lord
Mace
Tyrell
,
his
brothers
,
uncles
,
sons
.
The
red
priest
,
Thoros
of
Myr
.
Lord
Beric
Dondarrion
.
Lady
Lysa
Arryn
and
her
son
,
the
little
Lord
Robert
.
Lord
Hoster
Tully
,
his
brother
Ser
Brynden
,
his
son
Ser
Edmure
.
Lord
Jason
Mallister
.
Lord
Bryce
Caron
of
the
Marches
.
Lord
Tytos
Blackwood
.
Lord
Walder
Frey
and
his
heir
Ser
Stevron
.
Lord
Karyl
Vance
.
Lord
Jonos
Bracken
.
Lady
Sheila
Whent
.
Doran
Martell
,
Prince
of
Dorne
,
and
all
his
sons
.
So
many
,
she
thought
as
Pycelle
read
on
and
on
,
it
will
take
a
whole
flock
of
ravens
to
send
out
these
commands
.
