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"
Let
them
,
"
Lord
Tywin
said
.
"
Unleash
Ser
Gregor
and
send
him
before
us
with
his
reavers
.
Send
forth
Vargo
Hoat
and
his
freeriders
as
well
,
and
Ser
Amory
Lorch
.
Each
is
to
have
three
hundred
horse
.
Tell
them
I
want
to
see
the
riverlands
afire
from
the
Gods
Eye
to
the
Red
Fork
.
"
"
They
will
burn
,
my
lord
,
"
Ser
Kevan
said
,
rising
.
"
I
shall
give
the
commands
.
"
He
bowed
and
made
for
the
door
.
When
they
were
alone
,
Lord
Tywin
glanced
at
Tyrion
.
"
Your
savages
might
relish
a
bit
of
rapine
.
Tell
them
they
may
ride
with
Vargo
Hoat
and
plunder
as
they
like
--
goods
,
stock
,
women
,
they
may
take
what
they
want
and
burn
the
rest
.
"
"
Telling
Shagga
and
Timett
how
to
pillage
is
like
telling
a
rooster
how
to
crow
,
"
Tyrion
commented
,
"
but
I
should
prefer
to
keep
them
with
me
.
"
Uncouth
and
unruly
they
might
be
,
yet
the
wildlings
were
his
,
and
he
trusted
them
more
than
any
of
his
father
's
men
.
He
was
not
about
to
hand
them
over
.
"
Then
you
had
best
learn
to
control
them
.
I
will
not
have
the
city
plundered
.
"
"
The
city
?
"
Tyrion
was
lost
.
"
What
city
would
that
be
?
"
"
King
's
Landing
.
I
am
sending
you
to
court
.
"
It
was
the
last
thing
Tyrion
Lannister
would
ever
have
anticipated
.
He
reached
for
his
wine
,
and
considered
for
a
moment
as
he
sipped
.
"
And
what
am
I
to
do
there
?
"
