Your father is an able soldier, King Stannis said. Whenever his quiver was empty, one of theorphaned moles would bring him another. The garrison is mine. Do you deny it? Or will youclaim Qhorin commanded you to kill him? He told me.
Bugger that, said Lem Lemoncloak. Fifty, maybe even sixty. Perhaps he would have some better tidings. Whether he intended to hackoff Gregor's head or shove the point through his eyeslit was something Tyrionwould never know.
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