grrm.astormofswords-第210章

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　〃You　look　so　thin。　And　your　hair；　your　golden　hair　。　。　。
　〃The　hair　will　grow　back。〃　Jaime　lifted　his　stump。　She　needs　to　see。　〃This　won't。〃
　Her　eyes　went　wide。　〃The　Starks　。　。　。〃
　〃No。　This　was　Vargo　Hoat's　work。〃
　The　name　meant　nothing　to　her。　〃Who？〃
　〃The　Goat　of　Harrenhal。　For　a　little　while。〃
　Cersei　turned　to　gaze　at　Joffrey's　bier。　They　had　dressed　the　dead　king　in　gilded　armor；　eerily　similar　to　Jaime's　own。　The　visor　of　the　helm　was　closed；　but　the　candles　reflected　softly　off　the　gold；　so　the　boy　shimmered　bright　and　brave　in　death。　The　candlelight　woke　fires　in　the　rubies　that　decorated　the　bodice　of　Cersei's　mourning　dress　as　well。　Her　hair　fell　to　her　shoulders；　undressed　and　unkempt。　〃He　killed　him；　Jaime。　just　as　he'd　warned　me。　One　day　when　I　thought　myself　safe　and　happy　he　would　turn　my　joy　to　ashes　in　my　mouth；　he　said。〃
　〃Tyrion　said　that？〃　Jaime　had　not　wanted　to　believe　it。　Kinslaying　was　worse　than　kingslaying；　in　the　eyes　of　gods　and　men。　He　knew　the　boy　was　mine。　I　loved　Tyrion。　I　was　good　to　him。　Well；　but　for　that　one　time　。　。　。　but　the　imp　did　not　know　the　truth　of　that。　Or　did　he？　〃Why　would　he　kill　Joff？〃
　〃For　a　whore。〃　She　clutched　his　good　hand　and　held　it　tight　in　hers。　〃He　told　me　he　was　going　to　do　it。　Joff　knew。　As　he　was　dying；　he　pointed　at　his　murderer。　At　our　twisted　little　monster　of　a　brother。〃　She　kissed　Jaime's　fingers。　〃You'll　kill　him　for　me；　won't　you？　You'll　avenge　our　son。〃
　Jaime　pulled　away。　〃He　is　still　my　brother。〃　He　shoved　his　stump　at　her　face；　in　case　she　failed　to　see　it。　〃And　I　am　in　no　flt　state　to　be　killing　anyone。〃
　〃You　have　another　hand；　don't　you？　I　am　not　asking　you　to　best　the　Hound　in　battle。　Tyrion　is　a　dwarf；　locked　in　a　cell。　The　guards　would　stand　aside　for　you。〃
　The　thought　turned　his　stomach。　〃I　must　know　more　of　this。　Of　how　it　happened。〃
　〃You　shall；〃　Cersei　promised。　〃There's　to　be　a　trial。　When　you　hear　all　he　did；　you'll　want　him　dead　as　much　as　I　do。〃　She　touched　his　face。　〃I　was　lost　without　you；　Jaime。　I　was　afraid　the　Starks　would　send　me　your　head。　I　could　not　have　borne　that。〃　She　kissed　him。　A　light　kiss；　the　merest　brush　of　her　lips　on　his；　but　he　could　feel　her　tremble　as　he　slid　his　arms　around　her。　〃I　am　not　whole　without　you。〃
　There　was　no　tenderness　in　the　kiss　he　returned　to　her；　only　hunger。　Her　mouth　opened　for　his　tongue。　〃No；〃　she　said　weakly　when　his　lips　moved　down　her　neck；　〃not　here。　The　septons　。　。　。〃
　〃The　Others　can　take　the　septons。〃　He　kissed　her　again；　kissed　her　silent；　kissed　her　until　she　moaned。　Then　he　knocked　the　candles　aside　and　lifted　her　up　onto　the　Mother's　altar；　pushing　up　her　skirts　and　the　silken　shift　beneath。　She　pounded　on　his　chest　with　feeble　fists；　murmuring　about　the　risk；　the　danger；　about　their　father；　about　the　septons；　about　the　wrath　of　gods。　He　never　heard　her。　He　undid　his　breeches　and　climbed　up　and　pushed　her　bare　white　legs　apart。　One　hand　slid　up　her　thigh　and　underneath　her　smallclothes。　When　he　tore　them　away；　he　saw　that　her　moon's　blood　was　on　her；　but　it　made　no　difference。
　〃Hurry；〃　she　was　whispering　now；　〃quickly；　quickly；　now；　do　it　now；　do　me　now。　Jaime　Jaime　Jaime。〃　Her　hands　helped　guide　him。　〃Yes；〃　Cersei　said　as　he　thrust；　〃my　brother；　sweet　brother；　yes；　like　that；　yes；　I　have　you；　you're　home　now；　you're　home　now；　you're　home。〃　She　kissed　his　ear　and　stroked　his　short　bristly　hair。　Jaime　lost　himself　in　her　flesh。　He　could　feel　Cersei's　heart　beating　in　time　with　his　own；　and　the　wetness　of　blood　and　seed　where　they　were　joined。
　But　no　sooner　were　they　done　than　the　queen　said；　〃Let　me　up。　If　we　are　discovered　like　this　。　。　。〃
　Reluctantly　he　rolled　away　and　helped　her　off　the　altar。　The　pale　marble　was　smeared　with　blood。　Jaime　wiped　it　clean　with　his　sleeve；　then　bent　to　pick　up　the　candles　he　had　knocked　over。　Fortunately　they　had　all　gone　out　when　they　fell。　If　the　sept　had　caught　fire　I　might　never　have　noticed。
　〃This　was　folly。〃　Cersei　pulled　her　gown　straight。　〃With　Father　in　the　castle　。　。　。　Jaime；　we　must　be　careful。〃
　〃I　am　sick　of　being　careful。　The　Targaryens　wed　brother　to　sister；　why　shouldn't　we　do　the　same？　Marry　me；　Cersei。　Stand　up　before　the　realm　and　say　it's　me　you　want。　We'll　have　our　own　wedding　feast；　and　make　another　son　in　place　of　Joffrey。〃
　She　drew　back。　〃That's　not　funny。〃
　〃Do　you　hear　me　chuckling？〃
　〃Did　you　leave　your　wits　at　Riverrun？〃　Her　voice　had　an　edge　to　it。　〃Tommen's　throne　derives　from　Robert；　you　know　that。〃
　〃He'll　have　Casterly　Rock；　isn't　that　enough？　Let　Father　sit　the　throne。　All　I　want　is　you。〃　He　made　to　touch　her　cheek。　Old　habits　die　hard；　and　it　was　his　right　arm　he　lifted。
　Cersei　recoiled　from　his　stump。　〃Don't　。　。　。　don't　talk　like　this。　You're　scaring　me；　Jaime。　Don't　be　stupid。　One　wrong　word　and　you'll　cost　us　everything。　What　did　they　do　to　you？〃
　〃They　cut　off　my　hand。〃
　〃No；　it's　more；　you're　changed。〃　She　backed　off　a　step。　〃We'll　talk　later。　on　the　morrow。　I　have　Sansa　Stark's　maids　in　a　tower　cell；　I　need　to　question　them　。　。　。　you　should　go　to　Father。〃
　〃I　crossed　a　thousand　leagues　to　e　to　you；　and　lost　the　best　part　of　me　along　the　way。　Don't　tell　me　to　leave。〃
　〃Leave　me；〃　she　repeated；　turning　away。
　Jaime　laced　up　his　breeches　and　did　as　she　manded。　Weary　as　he　was；　he　could　not　seek　a　bed。　By　now　his　lord　father　knew　that　he　was　back　in　the　city。
　The　Tower　of　the　Hand　was　guarded　by　Lannister　household　guards；　who　knew　him　at　once。　〃The　gods　are　good；　to　give　you　back　to　us；　ser；〃　one　said；　as　he　held　the　door。
　〃The　gods　had　no　part　in　it。　Catelyn　Stark　gave　me　back。　Her；　and　the　Lord　of　the　Dreadfort。〃
　He　climbed　the　stairs　and　pushed　into　the　solar　unannounced；　to　find　his　father　sitting　by　the　fire。　Lord　Tywin　was　alone；　for　which　Jaime　was　thankful。　He　had　no　desire　to　flaunt　his　maimed　hand　for　Mace　Tyrell　or　the　Red　Viper　just　now；　much　less　the　two　of　them　together。
　〃Jaime；〃　Lord　Tywin　said；　as　if　they'd　last　seen　each　other　at　breakfast。　〃Lord　Bolton　led　me　to　expect　you　earlier。　I　had　hoped　you'd　be　here　for　the　wedding。〃
　〃I　was　delayed。〃　Jaime　closed　the　door　softly。　〃My　sister　outdid　herself；　I'm　told。　Seventy…seven　courses　and　a　regicide；　never　a　wedding　like　it。　How　long　have　you　known　I　was　free？〃
　〃The　eunuch　told　me　a　few　days　after　your　escape。　I　sent　men　into　the　riverlands　to　look　for　you。　Gregor　Clegane；　Samwell　Spicer；　the　brothers　Plumm。　Varys　put　out　the　word　as　well；　but　quietly。　We　agreed　that　the　fewer　people　who　knew　you　were　free；　the　fewer　would　be　hunting　you。〃
　〃Did　Varys　mention　this？〃　He　moved　closer　to　the　fire；　to　let　his　father　see。
　Lord　Tywin　pushed　himself　out　of　his　chair；　breath　hissing　between　his　teeth。　〃Who　did　this？　If　Lady　Catelyn　thinks…〃
　〃Lady　Catelyn　held　a　sword　to　my　throat　and　made　me　swear　to　return　her　daughters。　This　was　your　goat's　work。　Vargo　Hoat；　the　Lord　of　Harrenhal！〃
　Lord　Tywin　looked　away；　disgusted。　〃No　longer。　Ser　Gregor's　taken　the　castle。　The　sellswords　deserted　their　erstwhile　captain　almost　to　a　man；　and　some　of　Lady　Whent's　old　people　opened　a　postern　gate。　Clegane　found　Hoat　sitting　alone　in　the　Hall　of　a　Hundred　Hearths；　half…mad　with　pain　and　fever　from　a　wound　that　festered。　His　ear；　I'm　told。〃
　Jaime　had　to　laugh。　Too　sweet！　His　ear！　He　could　scarcely　wait　to　tell　Brienne；　though　the　wench　wouldn't　find　it　half　so　funny　as　he　did。　〃Is　he　dead　yet？〃
　〃Soon。　They　have　taken　off　his　hands　and　feet；　but　Clegane　seems　amused　by　the　way　the　Qohorik　slobbers。〃
　Jaime's　smile　curdled。　〃What　about　his　Brave　panions？〃
　〃The　few　who　stayed　at　Harrenhal　are　dead。　The　others　scattered。　They'll　make　for　ports；　I'll　warrant；　or　try　and　lose　themselves　in　the　woods。〃　His　eyes　went　back　to　Jaime's　stump；　and　his　mouth　grew　taut　with　fury。　〃We'll　have　their　heads。　Every　one。　Can　you　use　a　sword　with　your　left　hand？〃
　I　can　hardly　dress　myself　in　the　morning。　Jaime　held　up　the　hand　in　question　for　his　father's　inspection。　〃Four　fingers；　a　thumb；　much　like　the　other。　Why　shouldn't　it　work　as　well？〃
　〃Good。〃　His　father　sat。　〃That　is　good。　I　have　a　gift　for　you。　For　your　return。　After　Varys　told　me　。　。　。…
　〃Unless　it's　a　new　hand；　let　it　wait。〃　Jaime