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The
voice
was
strangely
familiar
,
yet
it
took
Ned
Stark
a
moment
to
place
it
.
"
Varys
?
"
he
said
groggily
when
it
came
.
He
touched
the
man
's
face
.
"
I
'm
not
...
not
dreaming
this
.
You
're
here
.
"
The
eunuch
's
plump
cheeks
were
covered
with
a
dark
stubble
of
beard
.
Ned
felt
the
coarse
hair
with
his
fingers
.
Varys
had
transformed
himself
into
a
grizzled
turnkey
,
reeking
of
sweat
and
sour
wine
.
"
How
did
you
...
what
sort
of
magician
are
you
?
"
"
A
thirsty
one
,
"
Varys
said
.
"
Drink
,
my
lord
.
"
Ned
's
hands
fumbled
at
the
skin
.
"
Is
this
the
same
poison
they
gave
Robert
?
"
"
You
wrong
me
,
"
Varys
said
sadly
.
"
Truly
,
no
one
loves
a
eunuch
.
Give
me
the
skin
.
"
He
drank
,
a
trickle
of
red
leaking
from
the
corner
of
his
plump
mouth
.
"
Not
the
equal
of
the
vintage
you
offered
me
the
night
of
the
tourney
,
but
no
more
poisonous
than
most
,
"
he
concluded
,
wiping
his
lips
.
"
Here
.
"
Ned
tried
a
swallow
.
"
Dregs
.
"
He
felt
as
though
he
were
about
to
bring
the
wine
back
up
.
"
All
men
must
swallow
the
sour
with
the
sweet
.
High
lords
and
eunuchs
alike
.
Your
hour
has
come
,
my
lord
.
"
"
My
daughters
...
"
"
The
younger
girl
escaped
Ser
Meryn
and
fled
,
"
Varys
told
him
.
"
I
have
not
been
able
to
find
her
.
Nor
have
the
Lannisters
.
A
kindness
,
there
.
Our
new
king
loves
her
not
.
Your
older
girl
is
still
betrothed
to
Joffrey
.
Cersei
keeps
her
close
.
She
came
to
court
a
few
days
ago
to
plead
that
you
be
spared
.
A
pity
you
could
n't
have
been
there
,
you
would
have
been
touched
.
"
He
leaned
forward
intently
.
"
I
trust
you
realize
that
you
are
a
dead
man
,
Lord
Eddard
?
"
"
The
queen
will
not
kill
me
,
"
Ned
said
.
His
head
swam
;
the
wine
was
strong
,
and
it
had
been
too
long
since
he
'd
eaten
.
"
Cat
...
Cat
holds
her
brother
...
"
