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Stannis
may
win
the
throne
,
but
only
your
rotting
head
will
remain
to
cheer
unless
you
guard
that
tongue
of
yours
.
Sansa
begged
so
sweetly
,
it
would
be
a
shame
if
you
threw
it
all
away
.
You
are
being
given
your
life
back
,
if
you
'll
take
it
.
Cersei
is
no
fool
.
She
knows
a
tame
wolf
is
of
more
use
than
a
dead
one
.
"
"
You
want
me
to
serve
the
woman
who
murdered
my
king
,
butchered
my
men
,
and
crippled
my
son
?
"
Ned
's
voice
was
thick
with
disbelief
.
"
I
want
you
to
serve
the
realm
,
"
Varys
said
.
"
Tell
the
queen
that
you
will
confess
your
vile
treason
,
command
your
son
to
lay
down
his
sword
,
and
proclaim
Joffrey
as
the
true
heir
.
Offer
to
denounce
Stannis
and
Renly
as
faithless
usurpers
.
Our
green-eyed
lioness
knows
you
are
a
man
of
honor
.
If
you
will
give
her
the
peace
she
needs
and
the
time
to
deal
with
Stannis
,
and
pledge
to
carry
her
secret
to
your
grave
,
I
believe
she
will
allow
you
to
take
the
black
and
live
out
the
rest
of
your
days
on
the
Wall
,
with
your
brother
and
that
baseborn
son
of
yours
.
"
The
thought
of
Jon
filled
Ned
with
a
sense
of
shame
,
and
a
sorrow
too
deep
for
words
.
If
only
he
could
see
the
boy
again
,
sit
and
talk
with
him
...
pain
shot
through
his
broken
leg
,
beneath
the
filthy
grey
plaster
of
his
cast
.
He
winced
,
his
fingers
opening
and
closing
helplessly
.
"
Is
this
your
own
scheme
,
"
he
gasped
out
at
Varys
,
"
or
are
you
in
league
with
Littlefinger
?
"
That
seemed
to
amuse
the
eunuch
.
"
I
would
sooner
wed
the
Black
Goat
of
Qohor
.
Littlefinger
is
the
second
most
devious
man
in
the
Seven
Kingdoms
.
Oh
,
I
feed
him
choice
whispers
,
sufficient
so
that
he
thinks
I
am
his
...
just
as
I
allow
Cersei
to
believe
I
am
hers
.
"
"
And
just
as
you
let
me
believe
that
you
were
mine
.
Tell
me
,
Lord
Varys
,
who
do
you
truly
serve
?
"
Varys
smiled
thinly
.
"
Why
,
the
realm
,
my
good
lord
,
how
ever
could
you
doubt
that
?
I
swear
it
by
my
lost
manhood
.
I
serve
the
realm
,
and
the
realm
needs
peace
.
"
He
finished
the
last
swallow
of
wine
,
and
tossed
the
empty
skin
aside
.
"
So
what
is
your
answer
,
Lord
Eddard
?
Give
me
your
word
that
you
'll
tell
the
queen
what
she
wants
to
hear
when
she
comes
calling
.
"
"
If
I
did
,
my
word
would
be
as
hollow
as
an
empty
suit
of
armor
.
My
life
is
not
so
precious
to
me
as
that
.
"
"
Pity
.
"
The
eunuch
stood
.
"
And
your
daughter
's
life
,
my
lord
?
How
precious
is
that
?
"
