Tyrion spurred to a trot. The cloak, she commanded, and thewomen brought it out: a long cloak of white velvet heavy with pearls. My lady, has no one told you?Lannisters lie. I could just get back on my horse,ride to Oldtown, and drink the gold away.
And with that she left them. Bronn led him along a curving wynd, through an alley,under a broken archway. There's a daughter as well, Galbart Glover reminded him. Tyrion was abad sleeper and often rose before the dawn.
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