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by klaksjuh 12 月前

He turned abruptly, to give Davos a hard shrewd look Hong Kong & Shenzhen Educational Tour. “The truth, now. Why did you wish to murder Lady Melisandre?”  So he does know Davos could not lie to him. “Four of my sons burned on the Blackwater. She gave them to the flames.”  “You wrong her. Those fires were no work of hers. Curse the Imp, , curse that fool of Florent who sailed my fleet into the jaws of a trap. Or curse me for my stubborn pride, for sending her away when I needed her most. But not Melisandre. She remains my faithful servant.”  “Maester Cressen was your faithful servant. She slew him, as she killed Ser Cortnay Penrose and your brother Renly.” 

 

“Now you sound a fool,” the king complained. “She saw Renly’s end in the flames, yes, but she had no more part in it than I did. The priestess was with me. Your Devan would tell you so. Ask him school finder hong kong, if you doubt me. She would have spared Renly if she could. It was Melisandre who urged me to meet with him, and give him one last chance to amend his treason. And it was Melisandre who told me to send for you when Ser Axell wished to give you to R’hllor.” He smiled thinly. “Does that surprise you?”  “Yes. She knows I am no friend to her or her red god.” 

 

“But you are a friend to me. She knows that as well.” He beckoned Davos closer. “The boy is sick. Maester Pylos has been leeching him.”  “The boy?” His thoughts went to his Devan, the king’s squire. “My son, sire ?”  “Devan? A good boy. He has much of you in him. It is Robert’s bastard who is sick, the boy we took at Storm’s End.”  Edric Storm. “I spoke with him in Aegon’s Garden.”  “As she wished. As she saw.” Stannis sighed. “Did the boy charm you? He has that gift. He got it from his father, with the blood. He knows he is a king’s son, but chooses to forget that he is bastard-born. And he worships Robert, as Renly did when he was young. My royal brother played the fond father on his visits to Storm’s End, and there were gifts... swords and ponies and fur-trimmed cloaks. The eunuch’s work, every one. The boy would write the Red Keep full of thanks, and Robert would laugh and ask Varys what he’d sent this year. Renly was no better. He left the boy’s upbringing to castellans and maesters, and every one fell victim to his charm. Penrose chose to die rather than give him up.” The king ground his teeth together. “It still angers me. How could he think I would hurt the boy? I chose Robert, did I not? When that hard day came. I chose blood over honor.”  He does not use the boy’s name. That made Davos very uneasy. “Hope young Edric will recover soon.”  Stannis waved a hand, dismissing his concern. “It is a chill, no more.

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