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 〃I ought to write Robb Stark a stern letter;〃 Littlefinger was saying。 〃I understand his man Bolton is stabling goats in my high hall; it's really quite unconscionable。〃
 Ser Kevan Lannister cleared his throat。 〃As regards the Starks 。 。 。 Balon Greyjoy; who now styles himself King of the Isles and the North; has written to us offering terms of alliance。〃
 〃He ought to be offering fealty;〃 snapped Cersei。 〃By what right does he call himself king?〃
 〃By right of conquest;〃 Lord Tywin said。 〃King Balon has strangler's fingers round the Neck。 Robb Stark's heirs are dead; Winterfell is fallen; and the ironmen hold Moat Cailin; Deepwood Motte; and most of the Stony Shore。 King Balon's longships mand the sunset sea; and are well placed to menace Lannisport; Fair Isle; and even Highgarden; should we provoke him。〃
 〃And if we accept this alliance?〃 inquired Lord Mathis Rowan。 〃What terms does he propose?〃
 〃That we recognize his kingship and grant him everything north of the Neck。〃
 Lord Redwyne laughed。 〃What is there north of the Neck that any sane man would want? If Greyjoy will trade swords and sails for stone and snow; I say do it; and count ourselves lucky。〃
 〃Truly;〃 agreed Mace Tyrell。 〃That's what I would do。 Let King Balon finish the northmen whilst we finish Stannis。〃
 Lord Tywin's face gave no hint as to his feelings。 〃There is Lysa Arryn to deal with as well。 Jon Arryn's widow; Hoster Tully's daughter; Catelyn Stark's sister 。 。 。 whose husband was conspiring with Stannis Baratheon at the time of his death。〃
 〃Oh;〃 said Mace Tyrell cheerfully; 〃women have no stomach for war。 Let her be; I say; she's not like to trouble us。〃
 〃I agree;〃 said Redwyne。 〃The Lady Lysa took no part in the fighting; nor has she mitted any overt acts of treason。〃
 Tyrionstirred。 〃She did throw mein a cell andputme on trial for mylife;〃 he pointed out; with a certain amount of rancor。 〃Nor has she returned to King's Landing to swear fealty to Joff; as she was manded。 My lords; grant me the men; and I will sort out Lysa Arryn。〃 He could think of nothing he would enjoy more; except perhaps strangling Cersei。 Sometimes he still dreamed of the Eyrie's sky cells; and woke drenched in cold sweat。
 Mace Tyrell's smile was jovial; but behind it Tyrion sensed contempt。 〃Perhaps you'd best leave the fighting to fighters;〃 said the Lord of Highgarden。 〃Better men than you have lost great armies in the Mountains of the Moon; or shattered them against the Bloody Gate。 We know your worth; my lord; no need to tempt fate。〃
 Tyrion pushed off his cushions; bristling; but his father spoke before he could lash back。 〃I have other tasks in mind for Tyrion。 I believe Lord Petyr may hold the key to the Eyrie。〃
 〃Oh; I do;〃 said Littleflnger; 〃I have it here between my legs。〃 There was mischief in his grey…green eyes。 〃My lords; with your leave; I propose to travel to the Vale and there woo and win Lady Lysa Arryn。 Once I am her consort; I shall deliver you the Vale of Arryn without a drop of blood being spilled。〃
 Lord Rowan looked doubtful。 〃Would Lady Lysa have you?〃
 〃She's had me a few times before; Lord Mathis; and voiced no plaints。〃
 〃Bedding;〃 said Cersei; 〃is not wedding。 Even a cow like Lysa Arryn might be able to grasp the difference。〃
 〃To be sure。 It would not have been fitting for a daughter of Riverrun to marry one so far below her。〃 Littlefinger spread his hands。 〃Now; though 。 。 。 a match between the Lady of the Eyrie and the Lord of Harrenhal is not so unthinkable; is it?〃
 Tyrion noted the look that passed between Paxter Redwyne and Mace Tyrell。 〃It might serve;〃 Lord Rowan said; 〃if you are certain that you can keep the woman loyal to the King's Grace。〃
 〃My lords;〃 pronounced the High Septon; 〃autumn is upon us; and all men of good heart are weary of war。 If Lord Baelish can bring the Vale back into the king's peace without more shedding of blood; the gods will surely bless him。〃
 〃But can he?〃 asked Lord Redwyne。 〃Jon Arryn's son is Lord of the Eyrie now。 The Lord Robert。〃
 〃Only a boy;〃 said Littleflnger。 〃I will see that he grows to be Joffrey's most loyal subject; and a fast friend to us all。〃
 Tyrion studied the slender man with the pointed beard and irreverent grey…green eyes。 Lord of Harrenhal an empty honor? Bugger that; Father。 Even if he never sets foot in the castle; the title makes this match possible; as he's known all along。
 〃We have no lack of foes;〃 said Ser Kevan Lannister。 〃If the Eyrie can be kept out of the war; all to the good。 I am of a mind to see what Lord Petyr can acplish。〃
 Ser Kevan was his brother's vanguard in council; Tyrion knew from long experience; he never had a thought that Lord Tywin had not had first。 It has all been settled beforehand; he concluded; and this discussion's no more than show。
 The sheep were bleating their agreement; unaware of how neatly they'd been shorn; so it fell to Tyrion to object。 〃How will the crown pay its debts without Lord Petyr? He is our wizard of coin; and we have no one to replace him。〃
 Littlefinger smiled。 〃My little friend is too kind。 All I do is count coppers; as King Robert used to say。 Any clever tradesman could do as well 。 。 。 and a Lannister; blessed with the golden touch of Casterly Rock; will no doubt far surpass me。〃
 〃A Lannister?〃 Tyrion had a bad feeling about this。
 Lord Tywin's gold…flecked eyes met his son's mismatched ones。 〃You are admirably suited to the task; I believe。〃
 〃Indeed!〃 Ser Kevan said heartily。 〃I've no doubt you'll make a splendid master of coin; Tyrion。〃
 Lord Tywin turned back to Littlefinger。 〃If Lysa Arryn will take you for a husband and return to the king's peace; we shall restore the Lord Robert to the honor of Warden of the East。 How soon might you leave?〃
 〃On the morrow; if the winds permit。 There's a Braavosi galley standing out past the chain; taking on cargo by boat。 The Merling King。 I'll see her captain about a berth。〃
 〃You will miss the king's wedding;〃 said Mace Tyrell。
 Petyr Baelish gave a shrug。 〃Tides and brides wait on no man; my lord。 Once the autumn storms begin the voyage will be much more hazardous。 Drowning would definitely diminish my charms as a bridegroom。〃
 Lord Tyrell chuckled。 〃True。 Best you do not linger。〃
 〃May the gods speed you on your way;〃 the High Septon said。 〃All King's Landing shall pray for your success。〃
 Lord Redwyne pinched at his nose。 〃May we return to the matter of the Greyjoy alliance? In my view; there is much to be said for it。 Greyjoy's longships will augment my own fleet and give us sufficient strength at sea to assault Dragonstone and end Stannis Baratheon's pretensions。〃
 〃King Balon's longships are occupied for the nonce;〃 Lord Tywin said politely; 〃as are we。 Greyjoy demands half the kingdom as the price of alliance; but what will he do to earn it? Fight the Starks? He is doing that already。 Why should we pay for what he has given us for free? The best thing to do about our lord of Pyke is nothing; in my view。 Granted enough time; a better option may well present itself。 One that does not require the king to give up half his kingdom。〃
 Tyrion watched his father closely。 There's something he's not saying。 He remembered those important letters Lord Tywin had been writing; the night Tyrion had demanded Casterly Rock。 What was it he said? Some battles are won with swords and spears; others with quills and ravens 。 。 。 He wondered who the 〃better option〃 was; and what sort of price he was demanding。
 〃Perhaps we ought move on to the wedding;〃 Ser Kevan said。
 The High Septon spoke of the preparations being made at the Great Sept of Baelor; and Cersei detailed the plans she had been making for the feast。 They would feed a thousand in the throne room; but many more outside in the yards。 The outer and middle wards would be tented in silk; with tables of food and casks of ale for all those who could not be acmodated within the hall。
 〃Your Grace;〃 said Grand Maester Pycelle; 〃in regard to the number of guests 。 。 。 we have had a raven from Sunspear。 Three hundred Domishmen are riding toward King's Landing as we speak; and hope to arrive before the wedding。〃
 〃How do they e?〃 asked Mace Tyrell gruffly。 〃They have not asked leave to cross my lands。〃 His thick neck had turned a dark red; Tyrion noted。 Dornishmen and Highgardeners had never had great love for one another; over the centuries; they had fought border wars beyond count; and raided back and forth across mountains and marches even when at peace。 The enmity had waned a bit after Dome had bee part of the Seven Kingdoms 。 。 。 until the Domish prince they called the Red Viper had crippled the young heir of Highgarden in a tourney。 This could be ticklish; the dwarf thought; waiting to see how his father would handle it。
 〃Prince Doran es at my son's invitation;〃 Lord Tywin said calmly; 〃not only to join in our celebration; but to claim his seat on this council; and the justice Robert denied him for the murder of his sister Elia and her children。〃
 Tyrion watched the faces of the Lords Tyrell; Redwyne; and Rowan; wondering if any of the three would be bold enough to say; 〃But Lord Tywin; wasn't it you who presented the bodies to Robert; all wrapped up in Lannister cloaks?〃 None of them did; but it was there on their faces all the same。 Redwyne does not give a fig; he thought; but Rowan looks fit to gag。
 〃When the king is wed to your Margaery and Myrcella to Prince Trystane; we shall all be one great House;〃 Ser Kevan reminded Mace Tyrell。
 〃The enmities of the past should remain there; would you not agree; my lord?〃
 〃This is my daughter's wedding 
 〃…and my grandson's;〃 said Lord Tywin firmly。 〃No place for old quarrels; surely?〃
 〃I have no quarrel with Doran Martell;〃 insisted Lord Tyrell; though his tone was more than a little grudging。 〃If he wishes to cross the Reach in peace; he need only ask my leave。〃
 Small chance of that; thought Tyrion。 He'll climb the Boneway; turn east near Summerhall; and e up the kingsroad。
 〃Three hundred Dornishmen need not trouble our plans;〃 said Cersei。 〃We can feed the men…at…arms in the yard; squeeze some extra benches into the throne room for the lordlings and highborn knights; and find Prince Doran a place of honor on the dais。〃
 Not by me; was the message Tyrion saw in Mace Tyrell's eyes; but the Lord of Highgarden made no reply but a curt nod。
 〃Perhaps we can move to a more pleasant task;〃 said Lord Tywin。 〃The fruits of victory await division。〃
 〃What could be sweeter?〃 said Littlefinger; who had already swallowed his own fruit; Harrenhal。
 Each lord had his own demands; this castle and that village; tracts of lands; a small river; a forest; the wardship of certain minors left fatherless by the battle。 Fortunately; these fruits were plentiful; and there were orphans and castles for all。 Varys had lists。 Forty…seven lesser lordlings and six hundred nineteen knights had lost their lives beneath the fiery heart of Stannis and his Lord of Light; along with several thousand mon men…at…arms。 Traitors all; their heirs were disinherited; their lands and castles granted to those who had proved more loyal。
 Highgarden reaped the richest harvest。 Tyrion eyed Mace Tyrell's broad belly and thought; He has a prodigi

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