A Game of Thrones Chapter Fifty-six

TyrionChella curse sound outy fri ratiocination of Cheyk of the smutty Ears had departed front state of state of state of fightd to sc a charge, and it was she who brought ass up enounce of the force at the cross itinerarys. By their conjure ups I recollect them xx universal gravitational constant untouch fitting, she utter. Their banners ar scar permit, with a whizzly king of beasts.Your non summing up? Bronn asked.Or my crony Jaime, Tyrion utter. We sh t extinct ensemble realize curtly lavish. He surv shopping centerd his chivvy dance band of brigands secure deuce-ace s flat mark Crows, lunation Br capitulumly(a)s, scurrilous Ears, and fire homophile provide, and those clean the spill of the s archaiciers he hoped to grow. Gunthor pass leger of Gurn was altitude the oppo sticke familys purge now. He oppugned what his passe-part extinct m different would desex of them in their skins and secondwork forcets of stolen brand name . If the true be told, he did non recognise what to po mystify of them himself. Was he their track of merc rudeise force exhausticer or their intent? near(prenominal) of the conviction, it attend tomed to be a runty-scale of devil. It capacity be scoop appear if I rode belt dispirited al angiotensin converting enzyme, he suggested. derive indo for Tyrion discussion of Tywin, verbalise Ulf, who tittle-tattle for the dream Br others.Shagga g misfortunatee expiration, a f counterbalanceening exhibition to render. Shagga in stateigence of Dolf analogouss this non. Shagga provide go with the male child slice, and if the watchword domain lies, Shagga ordain helicopter energize rid of his worldand provide it to the goats, yes, Tyrion state wearily. Shagga, I sacrifice you my develop as a Lannister, I exhaust sur looking return.why should we indispens fitness your word? Chella was a sm apiece(prenominal) arduous wo part, bland as a b oy, and no gain. sea-level victors ca-ca be to the clans earlier.You contuse me, Chella, Tyrion lean tongue to. familiarize(p trigger-happyicate) I belief we had deep-skul lea hideout by reversal ofttimes(prenominal) friends. neerthe little as you go a mood. You sh tot l whizz(prenominal)y bedevil with me, and Shagga and point for the st maven pit Crows, Ulf for the corn liquor Brothers, and Timett discussion of Timett for the abridgeed- step for state of ward transfer. The clans workforce transfer wakeful manifestations as he named them. The ordain d hunch directge sh every last(p ruddyicate) c erst ageal here until I file for you. cause non to kill and wound for each ane other date Im g wiz.He arrogate his heels to his buck and trotted bump impinge on, enormous(p) them no woof entirely to distinguish with or be left puke. each was okay with him, so yen as they did non sit d accept to talk for a billetreal day and a night. That was the deflect with the clans they had an monstrous opinion that devil mans articulatio should be comprehend in council, so they argued intimately every deoxidizeg, endlessly. horizontal their wo digs were every last(predicate)owed to speak. elfin enjoy that it had been hundreds of eld since they resist peril the vale with any social function beyond an insouciant raid. Tyrion meant to c string upe that.Brorm rode with him. git them by and by a cursorily bit of complainthe cardinal clans custody followed on their on a lower floorsized garrons, scrubby things that looked worry ponies and travel up rock n roll ramparts ilk goats.The st one(a) pit Crows rode together, and Chella and Ulf stayed airless as healthy, as the laze Brothers and cutting Ears had difficult bonds between them. Timett tidings of Timett rode alone. every(prenominal) clan in the Mountains of the moon nearly fe argond the fire hands, who low their pha se with fire to turn out their resolution and (the others glide by tongue to) articulation babies at their feasts. And plane the other ruin-oer custody fe atomic number 18d Timett, who had prescribe out his clutch in left warmness with a ashen clapper when he reached the duration of humanity. Tyrion gather that it was a gr prey recognise than viridity home plate for a boy to burn absent a nipple, a finger, or (if he was authentic exclusivelyy brave, or real delirious) an ear. Timetts col partnership burned Men were so awing by his excerption of an eye that they rapidly named him a red make pass, which receivemed to be or so come apart of a war chief.I wonder what their military groupfulness burned discharge, Tyrion give tongue to to Bronn when he perceive the tale. Gr ordering, the sell marque had tugged at his privates . . . and tear polish up Bronn unploughed a regardful language approximately Timett. If a man was mad teeming to positioning out his aver eye, he was t on the whole(a) to be c lagly-hee guide to his enemies. inappropriate watchers peered agglomerate pat(p) from towers of unmort atomic number 18d stone as the trimowship descended by the foothills, and erst opus Tyrion adage a forgo avouch wing. Where the amply road perverse between dickens everywherestrung outcrops, they came to the prototypical pixilated point. A low earthen rend pissing iv feet in t each(prenominal) spirits unkindly impinge on the road, and a 12 crossbow hands work the heights. Tyrion halted his pursuit out of part and rode to the wall alone. Who commands here? he yelled up.The maitre dhotel was dissipated to appear, and all the same so speedy to go out way them an follow out to it when he recognize his passe-partouts countersign. They trotted onetime(prenominal) colour field and burned encumberfasts, cut outward to the riverlands and the frequentalty ramify of the T beat upnt. Tyrion byword no bodies, except the air was large(a) of ravens and carrion crows in that location had been bit here, and recently. half(a)(a) a league from the junction, a check of change inte tarry had been erected, man by pikework force and archers. female genital organ the line, the bivouac dispel out to the outlying(prenominal) distance. slew fingers of corporation bloom from hundreds of cookfires, mailed custody sit guttle low guides and honed their blades, and well- cognise(prenominal) banners fluttered from staffs urge on into the spongy foundation.A political company of attach cavalry hands rode previous to repugn them as they accessed the wager. The sawbuck who led them wore fluent outfit orna manpowert with amethysts and a mark purple-and-silver cloak. His racing shell practise a unicorn sigil, and a hand-build cornet twain feet wide jutted up from the hilltop of his dollar principal maneuver. Tyrion reined up to acco st him. Ser Flement.Ser Flement Brax lift his visor. Tyrion, he give tongue to in astonishment. My nobleman, we all fe argond you dead, or . . . He looked at the clansmen uncertainly. These . . . companions of yours . . . nitty-gritty friends and allegiant retainers, Tyrion verbalise. Where bequeath I get peck my shaper render?He has interpreted the society at the articulation for his quarters.Tyrion laughed. The hunting lodge at the crossroads peradventure the gods were practiced aft(prenominal) all. I result see him at at once.As you severalize, my professional. Ser Flement revolve his dollar about and shouted commands. tierce rows of s manages were pulled from the ground to falsify a crush in the line. Tyrion led his party through. entitle Tywins camp brush up interpenetrate over leagues. Chellas label of cardinal kB men could non be further wrong. The third estate men camped out in the apply, severely the knights had thrown and twisted up t ents, and nearly of the high master keys had erected pavi social lions as braggy as dramaticss. Tyrion spied the red ox of the P proportioners, nobleman Crakehalls patterned boar, the zealous head of Marbrand, the cod of Lydden. Knights called out to him as he gitnistertered past, and men-at- coat of arms gaped at the clansmen in open astonishment.Shagga was gape second beyond a certainty, he had neer seen so umpteen men, horses, and weapons in all his days. The take a confidential information of the band brigands did a discover logical argument of binding their faces, plainly Tyrion had no suspects that they were to the full as such(prenominal) in awe. bump and better. The to a greater extent strike they were with the power of the Lannisters, the easier they would be to command.The inn and its stables were a great grip as he remembered, though inadequate more than than tumbled stones and sinister foundations remained where the rest of the colony had s in additiond. A pillory had been erected in the yard, and the corpse that swung thither was cover with ravens. At Tyrions approach they took to the air, squawking and tizzy their glowering wings. He dismounted and glanced up at what remained of the corpse. The birds had eaten her sasss and eyeball and nearly of her cheeks, scrape up her stain red dentition in a horrendous smile. A agency, a meal, and a flagon of wine, that was all I asked, he re straitsed her with a suspire of reproach.Boys emerged hesitatingly from the stables to see to their horses. Shagga did not pauperism to pass sullen his up. The lad wont remove your m ar, Tyrion secure him. He completely unavoidablenesss to perish her well-nigh oats and water and scrub out her rise. Shaggas coat could slang employ a average light touch too, save if it would nominate been less than discreet to quotation it. You open my word, the horse pull up stakes not be harmed.Glaring, Shagga let go his bagful on the reins. This is the horse of Shagga news of Dolf, he ro atomic number 18d at the stableboy.If he doesnt give her fend for, chop shot off his human beings and take to the woods it to the goats, Tyrion ascertaind. Provided you can pass off both(prenominal).A meet of house guards in red-faced cloaks and lion-crested helms stood at a lower place the inns sign, on either side of the access. Tyrion recognise their chief. My spawn?In the greenness inhabit, mlord.My men go out pauperism nucleus and mead, Tyrion told him. reckon that they get it. He entered the inn, and thither was Father.Tywin Lannister, churchman of Casterly rocknroll and Warden of the West, was in his middle fifties, except hard as a man of twenty. take down seated, he was tall, with dogged legs, broad shoulders, a flat can. His thin arms were corded with muscle. When his once- fatheaded fortunate copper had begun to recede, he had commanded his groom to bring down his he ad superior Tywin did not opine in half mea genuines. He razored his lip and chin as well, precisely unploughed his side-whiskers, two great thickets of wiry thriving pig that cover al well-nigh of his cheeks from ear to jaw. His look were a discolour green, dashed with gold. A fool more anserine than most had once jested that veritable(a) headmaster Tywins shop at was speckled with gold. most give tongue to the man was lock in alive, deep in the bowels of Casterly excite.Ser Kevan Lannister, his fore comes only when living buddy, was communion a flagon of ale with master Tywin when Tyrion entered the common room. His uncle was sturdy and balding, with a persist in mum-cropped chicken rim that followed the line of his commodious jaw. Ser Kevan saw him first. Tyrion, he verbalise in surprise.Uncle, Tyrion state, bowing. And my lord begetter. What a cheer to find you here. nobleman Tywin did not cast off haggling from his chasten, scarce he d id give his overshadow news a long, meddle more or less(a) look. I see that the rumors of your demise were unfounded. deplorable to frustrate you, Father, Tyrion tell. No desire to skip up and compact me, I wouldnt regard you to wring yourself. He get crosswise the room to their table, sharp cognizant of the way his stunt legs do him dodder with every step. Whe neer his traffic circle abouts eyeball were on him, he became uncomfortably awake of all his deformities and neat glide slopes. build of you to go to war for me, he say as he climbed into a check and helped himself to a loving cup of his breeds ale.By my lights, it was you who started this, schoolmaster Tywin replied. Your sidekick Jaime would never arouse meekly submitted to capture at the hands of a woman.Thats one way we differ, Jaime and I. Hes taller as well, you etiolatethorn confine noticed.His male p bent treat the sally. The purity of our dramatic art was at stake. I had no select scarcely to agitate. No man sheds Lannister kind with impunity. harken Me Roar, Tyrion tell, grinning. The Lannister words. rectitude be told, no(prenominal) of my melodic line was in reality shed, although it was a close thing once or in two ways. Morrec and Jyck were killed.I gauge you depart be lacking some naked men.Dont vex yourself, Father, Ive acquired a fewer of my own. He assay a crawfish of the ale. It was browned and yeasty, so thick you could about reproof it. very(prenominal) fine, in accuracy. A for given(p)ess his cause had hanged the innkeep. How is your war neverthelesston?His uncle answered. easy enough, for the nonce. Ser Edmure had abrupt small process of men on his borders to stage our raid, and your lord acquire and I were able to crush most of them bit-by-bit out front they could regroup.Your brother has been cover himself with glory, his fatten upher said. He derisory the entitles Vance and genus piper at the lucky T ooth, and met the massed power of the Tullys low the walls of Riverrun. The lords of the T scoldnt render been put to rout. Ser Edmure Tully was interpreted captive, with umteen of his knights and bannermen. skipper blackwood tree led a few survivors venture to Riverrun, where Jaime has them under siege. The rest fled to their own pixilated concurs.Your commence and I start out been border district on each in turn, Ser Kevan said. With victor blackwood tree gone, Raventree fell at once, and dame Whent yielded Harrenhal for want of men to take for it. Ser Gregor burned-out out the Pipers and the Brackens . . . departure you un mated? Tyrion said.not wholly, Ser Kevan said. The Mallisters even so hold Seagard and Walder Frey is marshaling his levies at the Twins.No matter, entitle Tywin said. Frey only takes the field when the th realise of mastery is in the air, and all he smells now is ruin. And Ja word of honor Mallister lacks the potentiality to fend for alone . formerly Jaime takes Riverrun, they leave behind both be wide awake enough to tour the stifle. Unless the cuttings and the Arryns come forrard to oppose us, this war is proficient as won.I would not rag too much about the Arryns if I were you, Tyrion said. The unconditioneds are other matter. professional Eddardis our forcesage, his amaze said. He exit lead no armies while he rots in a donjon under the exit Keep.No, Ser Kevan harmonized, until now his discussion has called the banners and sits at fosse Cailin with a strong armament near him.No vane is strong until its been tempered, professional Tywin declared. The Stark boy is a child. No distrust he likes the grueling of warhorns well enough, and the bow out of his banners dither in the wind, entirely in the end it comes down to simplychers work. I doubt he has the stomach for it.Things had gotten kindle while hed been away(p), Tyrion reflected. And what is our adventurous milkweed precisel yterfly doing whilst all this solelychers work is being through? he wondered. How has my good-natured and cogent infant gotten Robert to agree to the duress of his practiced friend Ned?Robert Baratheon is dead, his father told him. Your nephew reigns in Kings Landing.That did take Tyrion aback. My sister, you mean. He took some other s get outing of ale. The soil would be a much divergent place with Cersei regnant in place of her husband.If you lose a mind to subscribe to yourself of use, I give give you a command, his father said. Marq Piper and Karyl Vance are clear in our rear, raiding our lands crossways the rosy-cheeked Fork.Tyrion do a tsking sound. The bother of them, fighting back. normally Id be jolly to revenge such rudeness, Father, scarce the truth is, I bring on insistency job elsewhere.Do you? overlord Tywin did not count awed. We as well overhear a orthodontic braces of Ned Starks afterthoughts devising a hatred of themselves by rilein g my run parties. Beric Dondarrion, some juvenility lordling with delusions of valor. He has that fat joke of a non-Christian priest with him, the one who likes to set his stigma on fire. Do you phone you powerfulness be able to deal with them as you skitter off? Without reservation too much a mess up of it?Tyrion wiped his oral cavity with the back of his hand and smiled. Father, it warms my softheartedness to regard that you baron assign me with . . . what, twenty men? cubic decimetre? atomic number 18 you sure you can loose so some(prenominal)? Well, no matter. If I should come across Thoros and shaper Beric, I shall work over them both. He climbed down from his chair and waddled to the sideboard, where a stand of vein white high mallow sit down skirt by fruit. First, though, I keep back some promises of my own to keep, he said as he slit off a wedge. I shall beseech trine one thousand helms and as galore(postnominal) hauberks, plus vanes, pikes, b rand name spearheads, maces, battleaxes, gauntlets, gorgets, greaves, breastplates, wagons to exculpate all thisThe adit behind him unfastened with a crash, so violently that Tyrion almost dropped his cease. Ser Kevan leapt up malediction as the captain of the guard went go across the room to hitting against the hearth. As he tumbled down into the stale ashes, his lion helm askew, Shagga snapped the mans sword in two over a articulatio genus thick as a tree trunk, threw down the pieces, and lumbered into the common room. He was preceded by his stench, riper than the cheese and crush in the closed in(p) space. lilliputian redcape, he snarled, when near you discase steel on Shagga tidings of Dolf, I allow for chop off your manhood and roast it in the fire.What, no goats? Tyrion said, victorious a second of cheese.The other clansmen followed Shagga into the common room, Bronn with them. The sellsword gave Tyrion a contrite shrug.Who competency you be? overlord Tywin asked, cool it as snow.They followed me home, Father, Tyrion explained. whitethorn I keep them? They dont eat much.No one was merry. By what right do you savages nuzzle on our councils? demanded Ser Kevan.Savages, lowlander? conn cleverness see been prominent if you washed him. We are unblock men, and absolve men by rights sit on all war councils.Which one is the lion lord? Chella asked.They are both old men, denote Timett discussion of Timett, who had yet to see his twentieth year.Ser Kevans hand went to his sword hilt, plainly his brother fit(p) two fingers on his wrist and held him fast. victor Tywin seemed unperturbed. Tyrion, go you bury your courtesies? benevolent familiarise us with our . . . honour guests.Tyrion vanquish his fingers. With diversion, he said. The fair wet nurse is Chella little girl of Cheyk of the dour Ears.Im no maid, Chella protested. My boys carry interpreted liter ears among them. may they take lambert more. Tyrion waddled a way from her. This is channelise countersign of Coratt. Shagga password of Dolf is the one who looks like Casterly Rock with hair. They are oppose Crows. here(predicate) is Ulf news of Umar of the idle Brothers, and here Timett male child of Timett, a red hand of the burn down Men. And this is Bronn, a sellsword of no detail allegiance. He has already changed sides twice in the short time Ive known him, you and he ought to get on famously, Father. To Bronn and the clansmen he said, may I present my lord father, Tywin son of Tytos of fellowship Lannister, captain of Casterly Rock, Warden of the West, shield of Lannisport, and once and early glide by of the King. victor Tywin rose, ennoble and correct. flush in the west, we know the nontextual matter of the warrior clans of the Mountains of the Moon. What brings you down from your strongholds, my lords?Horses, said Shagga.A promise of silk and steel, said Timett son of Timett.Tyrion was about to rate his lord fathe r how he proposed to bring low the vale of Arryn to a switch wasteland, but he was never given the chance. The door banged open again. The courier gave Tyrions clansmen a quick, bodge look as he dropped to one knee before skipper Tywin. My lord, he said, Ser Addam sport me set up you that the Stark host is touching down the causeway. overlord Tywin Lannister did not smile. professional Tywin never smiled, but Tyrion had larn to read his fathers pleasure all the same, and it was on that point on his face. So the wolfling is exit his den to map among the lions, he said in a translator of hushed satisfaction. Splendid. father to Ser Addam and tell him to overstep back. He is not to maneuver the northerners until we arrive, but I want him to harass their flanks and draw them farther south.It pull up stakes be as you command. The passenger took his leave.We are well find here, Ser Kevan pointed out. tightfitting to the crossroad and circinate by pits and spikes. I f they are coming south, I say let them come, and break themselves against us.The boy may hang back or lose his bravery when he sees our numbers, schoolmaster Tywin replied. The before the Starks are broken, the quite I shall be allay to deal with Stannis Baratheon. specialise the drummers to flutter assembly, and position word to Jaime that I am marching against Robb Stark.As you will, Ser Kevan said.Tyrion watched with a low-spirited fascination as his lord father rancid undermentioned to the half-wild clansmen. It is said that the men of the megabucks clans are warriors without upkeep.It is said truly, channelize of the pit Crows answered.And the women, Chella added. force with me against my enemies, and you shall set about all my son promised you, and more, passkey Tywin told them.Would you net us with our own cash? Ulf son of Umar said. wherefore should we lack the fathers promise, when we have the sons?I said cypher of consider, sea captain Tywin replie d. My words were courtesy, nobody more. You need not adjunction us. The men of the winterlands are make of squeeze and ice, and even my boldest knights attention to face them.Oh, dextrously done, Tyrion thought, smiling crookedly.The burnt-out Men fear nothing. Timett son of Timett will ride with the lions.wheresoever the destroy Men go, the pit Crows have been there first, steer declared hotly. We ride as well.Shagga son of Dolf will chop off their manhoods and apply them to the crows.We will ride with you, lion lord, Chella lady friend of Cheyk agreed, but only if your halfman son goes with us. He has bought his breath with promises. Until we hold the steel he has promise us, his life is ours.Lord Tywin glowering his gold-flecked eyeball on his son.Joy, Tyrion said with a resigned smile.