grrm.astormofswords-第41章
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Ser Loras is a Tyrell； Sansa reminded herself。 That other knight was only a Toyne。 His brothers had no armies； no way to avenge him but with swords。 Yet the more she thought about it all； the more she wondered。 Joff might restrain himself for a few turns； perhaps as long as a year； but soon or late he will show his claws； and when he does 。 。 。 The realm might have a second Kingslayer； and there would be war inside the city； as the men of the lion and the men of the rose made the gutters run red。
Sansa was surprised that Margaery did not see it too。 She is older than me； she must be wiser。 And her father； Lord Tyrell； he knows what he is doing； surely。 I am just being silly。
When she told Ser Dontos that she was going to Highgarden to marry Willas Tyrell； she thought he would be relieved and pleased for her。 Instead he had grabbed her arm and said； 〃You cannot！〃 in a voice as thick with horror as with wine。 〃I tell you； these Tyrells are only Lannisters with flowers。 I beg of you； forget this folly； give your Florian a kiss； and promise you'll go ahead as we have planned。 The night of Joffrey's wedding； that's not so long； wear the silver hair net and do as I told you； and afterward we make our escape。〃 He tried to plant a kiss on her cheek。
Sansa slipped from his grasp and stepped away from him。 〃I won't。 I can't。 Something would go wrong。 When I wanted to escape you wouldn't take me； and now I don't need to。〃
Dontos stared at her stupidly。 〃But the arrangements are made； sweetling。 The ship to take you home； the boat to take you to the ship； your Florian did it all for his sweet Jonquil。〃
〃I am sorry for all the trouble I put you to；〃 she said； 〃but I have no need of boats and ships now。〃
〃But it's all to see you safe。〃
〃I will be safe in Highgarden。 Willas will keep me safe。〃
〃But he does not know you；〃 Dontos insisted； 〃and he will not love you。 Jonquil； Jonquil； open your sweet eyes； these Tyrells care nothing for you。 it's your claim they mean to wed。〃
〃My claim？〃 She was lost for a moment。
〃Sweetling；〃 he told her； 〃you are heir to Winterfell。〃 He grabbed her again； pleading that she must not do this thing； and Sansa wrenched free and left him swaying beneath the heart tree。 She had not visited the godswood since。
But she had not forgotten his words； either。 The heir to Winterfell； she would think as she lay abed at night。 It's your claim they mean to wed。 Sansa had grown up with three brothers。 She never thought to have a claim； but with Bran and Rickon dead 。 。 。 It doesn't matter； there's still Robb； he's a man grown now； and soon he'll wed and have a son。 Anyway； Willas Tyrell will have Highgarden； what would he want with Winterfell？
Sometimes she would whisper his name into her pillow just to hear the sound of it。 〃Willas； Willas； Willas。〃 Willas was as good a name as Loras； she supposed。 They even sounded the same； a little。 What did it matter about his leg？ Willas would be Lord of Highgarden and she would be his lady。
She pictured the two of them sitting together in a garden with puppies in their laps； or listening to a singer strum upon a lute while they floated down the Mander on a pleasure barge。 If I give him sons； he may e to love me。 She would name them Eddard and Brandon and Rickon； and raise them all to be as valiant as Ser Loras。 And to hate Lannisters； too。 In Sansa's dreams； her children looked just like the brothers she had lost。 Sometimes there was even a girl who looked like Arya。
She could never hold a picture of Willas long in her head； though； her imaginings kept turning him back into Ser Loras； young and graceful and beautiful。 You must not think of him like that； she told herself。 Or else he may see the disappointment in your eyes when you meet； and how could he marry you then； knowing it was his brother you loved？ Willas Tyrell was twice her age； she reminded herself constantly； and lame as well； and perhaps even plump and red…faced like his father。 But ely or no； he might be the only champion she would ever have。
Once she dreamed it was still her marrying Joff； not Margaery； and on their wedding night he turned into the headsman Ilyn Payne。 She woke trembling。 She did not want Margaery to suffer as she had； but she dreaded the thought that the Tyrells might refuse to go ahead with the wedding。 I warned her； I did； I told her the truth of him。 Perhaps Margaery did not believe her。 Joff always played the perfect knight with her； as once he had with Sansa。 She will see his true nature soon enough。 After the wedding if not before。 Sansa decided that she would light a candle to the Mother Above the next time she visited the sept； and ask her to protect Margaery from Joffrey's cruelty。 And perhaps a candle to the Warrior as well； for Loras。
She would wear her new gown for the ceremony at the Great Sept of Baelor； she decided as the seamstress took her last measurement。 That must be why Cersei is having it made for me； so I will not look shabby at the wedding。 She really ought to have a different gown for the feast afterward but she supposed one of her old ones would do。 She did not want to risk getting food or wine on the new one。 I must take it with me to Highgarden。 She wanted to look beautiful for Willas Tyrell。 Even if Dontos was right； and it is Winterfell he wants and not me； he still may e to love me for myself。 Sansa hugged herself tightly； wondering how long it would be before the gown was ready。 She could scarcely wait to wear it。
CHAPTER 17
ARYA
The rains came and went； but there was more grey sky than blue； and all the streams were running high。 On the morning of the third day； Arya noticed that the moss was growing mostly on the wrong side of the trees。 〃We're going the wrong way；〃 she said to Gendry； as they rode past an especially mossy elm。 〃We're going south。 See how the moss is growing on the trunk？〃
He pushed thick black hair from eyes and said； 〃We're following the road； that's all。 The road goes south here。〃
We've been going south all day； she wanted to tell him。 And yesterday too； when we were riding along that streambed。 But she hadn't been paying close attention yesterday； so she couldn't be certain。 〃I think we're lost；〃 she said in a low voice。 〃We shouldn't have left the river。 All we had to do was follow it。〃
〃The river bends and loops；〃 said Gendry。 〃This is just a shorter way； I bet。 Some secret outlaw way。 Lem and Tom and them have been living here for years。〃
That was true。 Arya bit her lip。 〃But the moss 。 。 。〃
〃The way it's raining； we'll have moss growing from our ears before long；〃 Gendry plained。
〃Only from our south ear；〃 Arya declared stubbornly。 There was no use trying to convince the Bull of anything。 Still； he was the only true friend she had； now that Hot Pie had left them。
〃Shama says she needs me to bake bread；〃 he'd told her； the day they rode。 〃Anyhow I'm tired of rain and saddlesores and being scared all the time。 There's ale here； and rabbit to eat； and the bread will be better when I make it。 You'll see； when you e back。 You will e back； won't you？ When the war's done？〃 He remembered who she was then； and added； 〃My lady；〃 reddening。
Arya didn't know if the war would ever be done； but she had nodded。 〃I'm sorry I beat you that time；〃 she said。 Hot Pie was stupid and craven； but he'd been with her all the way from King's Landing and she'd gotten used to him。 〃I broke your nose。〃
〃You broke Lem's too。〃 Hot Pie grinned。 〃That was good。〃
〃Lem didn't think so；〃 Arya said glumly。 Then it was time to go。 When Hot Pie asked if he might kiss milady's hand； she punched his shoulder。 〃Don't call me that。 You're Hot Pie； and I'm Arry。〃
〃I'm not Hot Pie here。 Shama just calls me Boy。 The same as she calls the other boy。 it's going to be confusing。〃
She missed him more than she thought she would； but Harwin made up for it some。 She had told him about his father Hullen； and how she'd found him dying by the stables in the Red Keep； the day she fled。 〃He always said he'd die in a stable；〃 Harwin said； 〃but we all thought some bad…tempered stallion would be his death； not a pack of lions。〃 Arya told of Yoren and their escape from King's Landing as well； and much that had happened since； but she left out the stableboy she'd stabbed with Needle； and the guard whose throat she'd cut to get out of Harrenhal。 Telling Harwin would be almost like telling her father； and there were some things that she could not bear having her father know。
Nor did she speak of Jaqen Hghar and the three deaths he'd owed and paid。 The iron coin he'd given her Arya kept tucked away beneath her belt； but sometimes at night she would take it out and remember how his face had melted and changed when he ran his hand across it。 〃Valar morghulis；〃 she would say under her breath。 〃Ser Gregor； Dunsen； Polliver； Raff the Sweetling。 The Tickler and the Hound。 Ser Ilyn； Ser Meryn； Queen Cersei； King Joffrey。〃
Only six Winterfell men remained of the twenty her father had sent west with Beric Dondarrion； Harwin told her； and they were scattered。 〃It was a trap； milady。 Lord Tywin sent his Mountain across the Red Fork with fire and sword； hoping to draw your lord father。 He planned for Lord Eddard to e west himself to deal with Gregor Clegane。 If he had he would have been killed； or taken prisoner and traded for the Imp； who was your lady mother's captive at the time。 Only the Kingslayer never knew Lord Tywin's plan； and when he heard about his brother's capture he attacked your father in the streets of King's Landing。〃
〃I remember；〃 said Arya。 〃He killed Jory。〃 Jory had always smiled at her； when he wasn't telling her to get from underfoot。
〃He killed Jory；〃 Harwin agreed； 〃and your father's leg was broken when his horse fell on him。 So Lord Eddard couldn't go west。 He sent Lord Beric instead； with twenty of his own men and twenty from Winterfell； me among them。 There were others besides。 Thoros and Ser Raymun Darry and their men； Ser Gladden Wylde； a lord named Lothar Mallery。 But Gregor was waiting for us at the Mummer's Ford； with men concealed on both banks。 As we crossed he fell upon us from front and rear。
〃I saw the Mountain slay Raymun Darry with a single blow so terrible that it took Darry's arm off at the elbow and killed the horse beneath him too。 Gladden Wylde died there with him； and Lord Mallery was ridden down and drowned。 We had lions on every side； and I thought I was doomed with the rest； but Alyn shouted mands and restored order to our ranks； and those still a horse rallied around Thoros and cut our way free。 Six score we'd been that morning。 By dark no more than two score were left； and Lord Beric was gravely wounded。 Thoros drew a foot of lance from his chest that night； and poured boiling wine into the hole it left。
〃Every man of us was certain his lordship would be dead by daybreak。 But Thoros prayed with him all night beside the fire； and when dawn came； he was still alive； and stronger than he'd been。 It was a fortnight before he could mount a horse； but his courage kept us strong。 He told us that our war had not ended at the Mummer's Ford； but only begun there； and that every man of ours who'd fallen would be avenged tenfold。
〃By then the fighting had passed by us。 The Mounta
