\parThe clown seemed suddenly aware of their regard, for he stopped after he had passed, and, with a sharp turn, approached. Word? She smiled. Would you speak a final word? Kill me, and be cursed. Tyrion was taking a wicked pleasure in Cersei's helpless fury.
“… I just need to check…”It looked as if Dottie was inspecting the contents of some giant, walk-in fridge as she opened one of its chrome and enamel doors and leaned inside. She'll have outgrown these things by thetime she returns, no doubt. \parThe mayor's eyes bore down hard upon the soldier and his voice grew pointed and heavy. \parIt didn't.
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