The world believesthe boy is dead, his rescuer had said as they parted. But there wereother witnesses aplenty; the eunuch Varys, Ser Addarn Marbrand, Lord PhilipFoote, Ser Bronn, Jalabhar Xho, a dozen others. Lord Tywin turned his face away. A cloak of pale red silk fluttered from his shoulders, and his shirtwas armored with overlapping rows of copper disks that glittered like athousand bright new pennies as he rode.
Walton, he said, saddle the horses. So you'll be defending NedStark's daughter with Ned Stark's own steel, if that makes any difference toyou. Grey gloom filled the tower, and slowly changed to darkness. Splendid, thoughtJaime, no sooner do I climb down off my horse than we have a bloodbath in theyard.
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