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"
The
wrong
brother
,
"
Varys
sighed
.
"
And
lost
to
her
,
in
any
case
.
She
let
the
Imp
slip
through
her
fingers
.
I
expect
he
is
dead
by
now
,
somewhere
in
the
Mountains
of
the
Moon
.
"
"
If
that
is
true
,
slit
my
throat
and
have
done
with
it
.
"
He
was
dizzy
from
the
wine
,
tired
and
heartsick
.
"
Your
blood
is
the
last
thing
I
desire
.
"
Ned
frowned
.
"
When
they
slaughtered
my
guard
,
you
stood
beside
the
queen
and
watched
,
and
said
not
a
word
.
"
"
And
would
again
.
I
seem
to
recall
that
I
was
unarmed
,
unarmored
,
and
surrounded
by
Lannister
swords
.
"
The
eunuch
looked
at
him
curiously
,
tilting
his
head
.
"
When
I
was
a
young
boy
,
before
I
was
cut
,
I
traveled
with
a
troupe
of
mummers
through
the
Free
Cities
.
They
taught
me
that
each
man
has
a
role
to
play
,
in
life
as
well
as
mummery
.
So
it
is
at
court
.
The
King
's
Justice
must
be
fearsome
,
the
master
of
coin
must
be
frugal
,
the
Lord
Commander
of
the
Kingsguard
must
be
valiant
...
and
the
master
of
whisperers
must
be
sly
and
obsequious
and
without
scruple
.
A
courageous
informer
would
be
as
useless
as
a
cowardly
knight
.
"
He
took
the
wineskin
back
and
drank
.
Ned
studied
the
eunuch
's
face
,
searching
for
truth
beneath
the
mummer
's
scars
and
false
stubble
.
He
tried
some
more
wine
.
This
time
it
went
down
easier
.
"
Can
you
free
me
from
this
pit
?
"
"
I
could
...
but
will
I
?
No
.
Questions
would
be
asked
,
and
the
answers
would
lead
back
to
me
.
"
Ned
had
expected
no
more
.
"
You
are
blunt
.
"
"
A
eunuch
has
no
honor
,
and
a
spider
does
not
enjoy
the
luxury
of
scruples
,
my
lord
.
"
