And this other man, this Tormund of the many names who eluded us after thebattle? Answer me truly. There's a sort of ladder, a secret ladder, carved into thestone. He held it out to her. And unlike Ser Jorah, Daario, Brown Ben, and her threebloodriders, the eunuch did not lead troops, plan battles, or give hercounsel.
The grates were locked, but the iron bars were red with rust. No one spoke. Not Catelyn's andnot yours. I saved you all, Tyrion thought.
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