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"
Perhaps
they
would
consent
to
a
truce
,
and
allow
us
to
trade
our
prisoners
for
theirs
,
"
offered
Lord
Lefford
.
"
Unless
they
trade
three-for-one
,
we
still
come
out
light
on
those
scales
,
"
Tyrion
said
acidly
.
"
And
what
are
we
to
offer
for
my
brother
?
Lord
Eddard
's
rotting
head
?
"
"
I
had
heard
that
Queen
Cersei
has
the
Hand
's
daughters
,
"
Lefford
said
hopefully
.
"
If
we
give
the
lad
his
sisters
back
...
"
Ser
Addam
snorted
disdainfully
.
"
He
would
have
to
be
an
utter
ass
to
trade
Jaime
Lannister
's
life
for
two
girls
.
"
"
Then
we
must
ransom
Ser
Jaime
,
whatever
it
costs
,
"
Lord
Lefford
said
.
Tyrion
rolled
his
eyes
.
"
If
the
Starks
feel
the
need
for
gold
,
they
can
melt
down
Jaime
's
armor
.
"
"
if
we
ask
for
a
truce
,
they
will
think
us
weak
,
"
Ser
Addarn
argued
.
"
We
should
march
on
them
at
once
.
"
"
Surely
our
friends
at
court
could
be
prevailed
upon
to
join
us
with
fresh
troops
,
"
said
Ser
Harys
.
"
And
someone
might
return
to
Casterly
Rock
to
raise
a
new
host
.
"
Lord
Tywin
Lannister
rose
to
his
feet
.
"
They
have
my
son
,
"
he
said
once
more
,
in
a
voice
that
cut
through
the
babble
like
a
sword
through
suet
.
"
Leave
me
.
All
of
you
.
"
