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2017年07月27日

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“I never did. I would have died for him.” “You will.” Ser Loras drew his longsword. “It was not me.” “Emmon Cuy swore it was, with his dying breath.” “He was outside the tent, he never saw -” “There was no one in the tent but you and Lady Stark. Do you claim that old woman could cut through hardened steel?” “There was a shadow I know how mad it sounds, but... I was helping Renly into his armor, and the blood everywhere. It was Stannis, Lady Catelyn said. His ...
his shadow. I had no part in it, on my honor...” “You have no honor. Draw your sword. I won’t have it said that I slew you while your hand was empty.” Jaime stepped between them. “Put the sword away, ser.” Ser Loras edged around him. “Are you a craven as well as a killer, Brienne? Is that why you ran, with his blood on your hands? Draw your sword, woman!” “Best hope she doesn’ dermes hkt.” Jaime blocked his path again. “Or it’s like to be your corpse we carry out. The wench is as strong as Gregor Clegane, though not so pretty.” “This is no concern of yours.” Ser Loras shoved him aside. Jaime grabbed the boy with his good hand and yanked him around. “I am the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, you arrogant pup. Your commander, so long as you wear that white cloak. Now sheathe your bloody sword, or I’ll take it from you and shove it up some place even Renly never found.” The boy hesitated half a heartbeat, long enough for Ser Balon Swann to say,
“Do as the Lord Commander says, Loras.” Some of the gold cloaks drew their steel then, and that made some Dreadfort men do the same. Splendid, thought Jaime, no sooner do I climb down off my horse than we have a bloodbath in the yard. Ser Loras Tyrell slammed his sword back into its sheath. “That wasn’t so difficult, was it?” “I want her arrested.” Ser Loras pointed. “Lady Brienne, I charge you with the murder of Lord Renly Baratheon.” “For what it’s worth,” said Jaime, “the wench does have honor. More than I have seen from you. And it may even be she’s telling it true almo nature.  


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