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Seven bloody hells, he swore. A child? said Sansa, uncertainly. How she hated that carving. Our own father was gentle and amiable, but so weakhis bannermen mocked him in their cups.

Thank you, Brother, Tyrion said. A seventh death might mean the end ofboth of us. Merrett found himself shivering, despite his cloak. Tyrion poured himself a cup of wine and took it to the window seat.