grrm.astormofswords-第56章

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　Ser　Loras　is　a　Tyrell；　Sansa　reminded　herself。　That　other　knight　was　only　a　Toyne。　His　brothers　had　no　armies；　no　way　to　avenge　him　but　with　swords。　Yet　the　more　she　thought　about　it　all；　the　more　she　wondered。　Joff　might　restrain　himself　for　a　few　turns；　perhaps　as　long　as　a　year；　but　soon　or　late　he　will　show　his　claws；　and　when　he　does　。　。　。　The　realm　might　have　a　second　Kingslayer；　and　there　would　be　war　inside　the　city；　as　the　men　of　the　lion　and　the　men　of　the　rose　made　the　gutters　run　red。
　Sansa　was　surprised　that　Margaery　did　not　see　it　too。　She　is　older　than　me；　she　must　be　wiser。　And　her　father；　Lord　Tyrell；　he　knows　what　he　is　doing；　surely。　I　am　just　being　silly。
　When　she　told　Ser　Dontos　that　she　was　going　to　Highgarden　to　marry　Willas　Tyrell；　she　thought　he　would　be　relieved　and　pleased　for　her。　Instead　he　had　grabbed　her　arm　and　said；　〃You　cannot！〃　in　a　voice　as　thick　with　horror　as　with　wine。　〃I　tell　you；　these　Tyrells　are　only　Lannisters　with　flowers。　I　beg　of　you；　forget　this　folly；　give　your　Florian　a　kiss；　and　promise　you'll　go　ahead　as　we　have　planned。　The　night　of　Joffrey's　wedding；　that's　not　so　long；　wear　the　silver　hair　net　and　do　as　I　told　you；　and　afterward　we　make　our　escape。〃　He　tried　to　plant　a　kiss　on　her　cheek。
　Sansa　slipped　from　his　grasp　and　stepped　away　from　him。　〃I　won't。　I　can't。　Something　would　go　wrong。　When　I　wanted　to　escape　you　wouldn't　take　me；　and　now　I　don't　need　to。〃
　Dontos　stared　at　her　stupidly。　〃But　the　arrangements　are　made；　sweetling。　The　ship　to　take　you　home；　the　boat　to　take　you　to　the　ship；　your　Florian　did　it　all　for　his　sweet　Jonquil。〃
　〃I　am　sorry　for　all　the　trouble　I　put　you　to；〃　she　said；　〃but　I　have　no　need　of　boats　and　ships　now。〃
　〃But　it's　all　to　see　you　safe。〃
　〃I　will　be　safe　in　Highgarden。　Willas　will　keep　me　safe。〃
　〃But　he　does　not　know　you；〃　Dontos　insisted；　〃and　he　will　not　love　you。　Jonquil；　Jonquil；　open　your　sweet　eyes；　these　Tyrells　care　nothing　for　you。　it's　your　claim　they　mean　to　wed。〃
　〃My　claim？〃　She　was　lost　for　a　moment。
　〃Sweetling；〃　he　told　her；　〃you　are　heir　to　Winterfell。〃　He　grabbed　her　again；　pleading　that　she　must　not　do　this　thing；　and　Sansa　wrenched　free　and　left　him　swaying　beneath　the　heart　tree。　She　had　not　visited　the　godswood　since。
　But　she　had　not　forgotten　his　words；　either。　The　heir　to　Winterfell；　she　would　think　as　she　lay　abed　at　night。　It's　your　claim　they　mean　to　wed。　Sansa　had　grown　up　with　three　brothers。　She　never　thought　to　have　a　claim；　but　with　Bran　and　Rickon　dead　。　。　。　It　doesn't　matter；　there's　still　Robb；　he's　a　man　grown　now；　and　soon　he'll　wed　and　have　a　son。　Anyway；　Willas　Tyrell　will　have　Highgarden；　what　would　he　want　with　Winterfell？
　Sometimes　she　would　whisper　his　name　into　her　pillow　just　to　hear　the　sound　of　it。　〃Willas；　Willas；　Willas。〃　Willas　was　as　good　a　name　as　Loras；　she　supposed。　They　even　sounded　the　same；　a　little。　What　did　it　matter　about　his　leg？　Willas　would　be　Lord　of　Highgarden　and　she　would　be　his　lady。
　She　pictured　the　two　of　them　sitting　together　in　a　garden　with　puppies　in　their　laps；　or　listening　to　a　singer　strum　upon　a　lute　while　they　floated　down　the　Mander　on　a　pleasure　barge。　If　I　give　him　sons；　he　may　e　to　love　me。　She　would　name　them　Eddard　and　Brandon　and　Rickon；　and　raise　them　all　to　be　as　valiant　as　Ser　Loras。　And　to　hate　Lannisters；　too。　In　Sansa's　dreams；　her　children　looked　just　like　the　brothers　she　had　lost。　Sometimes　there　was　even　a　girl　who　looked　like　Arya。
　She　could　never　hold　a　picture　of　Willas　long　in　her　head；　though；　her　imaginings　kept　turning　him　back　into　Ser　Loras；　young　and　graceful　and　beautiful。　You　must　not　think　of　him　like　that；　she　told　herself。　Or　else　he　may　see　the　disappointment　in　your　eyes　when　you　meet；　and　how　could　he　marry　you　then；　knowing　it　was　his　brother　you　loved？　Willas　Tyrell　was　twice　her　age；　she　reminded　herself　constantly；　and　lame　as　well；　and　perhaps　even　plump　and　red…faced　like　his　father。　But　ely　or　no；　he　might　be　the　only　champion　she　would　ever　have。
　Once　she　dreamed　it　was　still　her　marrying　Joff；　not　Margaery；　and　on　their　wedding　night　he　turned　into　the　headsman　Ilyn　Payne。　She　woke　trembling。　She　did　not　want　Margaery　to　suffer　as　she　had；　but　she　dreaded　the　thought　that　the　Tyrells　might　refuse　to　go　ahead　with　the　wedding。　I　warned　her；　I　did；　I　told　her　the　truth　of　him。　Perhaps　Margaery　did　not　believe　her。　Joff　always　played　the　perfect　knight　with　her；　as　once　he　had　with　Sansa。　She　will　see　his　true　nature　soon　enough。　After　the　wedding　if　not　before。　Sansa　decided　that　she　would　light　a　candle　to　the　Mother　Above　the　next　time　she　visited　the　sept；　and　ask　her　to　protect　Margaery　from　Joffrey's　cruelty。　And　perhaps　a　candle　to　the　Warrior　as　well；　for　Loras。
　She　would　wear　her　new　gown　for　the　ceremony　at　the　Great　Sept　of　Baelor；　she　decided　as　the　seamstress　took　her　last　measurement。　That　must　be　why　Cersei　is　having　it　made　for　me；　so　I　will　not　look　shabby　at　the　wedding。　She　really　ought　to　have　a　different　gown　for　the　feast　afterward　but　she　supposed　one　of　her　old　ones　would　do。　She　did　not　want　to　risk　getting　food　or　wine　on　the　new　one。　I　must　take　it　with　me　to　Highgarden。　She　wanted　to　look　beautiful　for　Willas　Tyrell。　Even　if　Dontos　was　right；　and　it　is　Winterfell　he　wants　and　not　me；　he　still　may　e　to　love　me　for　myself。　Sansa　hugged　herself　tightly；　wondering　how　long　it　would　be　before　the　gown　was　ready。　She　could　scarcely　wait　to　wear　it。
　
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　ARYA
　
　The　rains　came　and　went；　but　there　was　more　grey　sky　than　blue；　and　all　the　streams　were　running　high。　On　the　morning　of　the　third　day；　Arya　noticed　that　the　moss　was　growing　mostly　on　the　wrong　side　of　the　trees。　〃We're　going　the　wrong　way；〃　she　said　to　Gendry；　as　they　rode　past　an　especially　mossy　elm。　〃We're　going　south。　See　how　the　moss　is　growing　on　the　trunk？〃
　He　pushed　thick　black　hair　from　eyes　and　said；　〃We're　following　the　road；　that's　all。　The　road　goes　south　here。〃
　We've　been　going　south　all　day；　she　wanted　to　tell　him。　And　yesterday　too；　when　we　were　riding　along　that　streambed。　But　she　hadn't　been　paying　close　attention　yesterday；　so　she　couldn't　be　certain。　〃I　think　we're　lost；〃　she　said　in　a　low　voice。　〃We　shouldn't　have　left　the　river。　All　we　had　to　do　was　follow　it。〃
　〃The　river　bends　and　loops；〃　said　Gendry。　〃This　is　just　a　shorter　way；　I　bet。　Some　secret　outlaw　way。　Lem　and　Tom　and　them　have　been　living　here　for　years。〃
　That　was　true。　Arya　bit　her　lip。　〃But　the　moss　。　。　。〃
　〃The　way　it's　raining；　we'll　have　moss　growing　from　our　ears　before　long；〃　Gendry　plained。
　〃Only　from　our　south　ear；〃　Arya　declared　stubbornly。　There　was　no　use　trying　to　convince　the　Bull　of　anything。　Still；　he　was　the　only　true　friend　she　had；　now　that　Hot　Pie　had　left　them。
　〃Shama　says　she　needs　me　to　bake　bread；〃　he'd　told　her；　the　day　they　rode。　〃Anyhow　I'm　tired　of　rain　and　saddlesores　and　being　scared　all　the　time。　There's　ale　here；　and　rabbit　to　eat；　and　the　bread　will　be　better　when　I　make　it。　You'll　see；　when　you　e　back。　You　will　e　back；　won't　you？　When　the　war's　done？〃　He　remembered　who　she　was　then；　and　added；　〃My　lady；〃　reddening。
　Arya　didn't　know　if　the　war　would　ever　be　done；　but　she　had　nodded。　〃I'm　sorry　I　beat　you　that　time；〃　she　said。　Hot　Pie　was　stupid　and　craven；　but　he'd　been　with　her　all　the　way　from　King's　Landing　and　she'd　gotten　used　to　him。　〃I　broke　your　nose。〃
　〃You　broke　Lem's　too。〃　Hot　Pie　grinned。　〃That　was　good。〃
　〃Lem　didn't　think　so；〃　Arya　said　glumly。　Then　it　was　time　to　go。　When　Hot　Pie　asked　if　he　might　kiss　milady's　hand；　she　punched　his　shoulder。　〃Don't　call　me　that。　You're　Hot　Pie；　and　I'm　Arry。〃
　〃I'm　not　Hot　Pie　here。　Shama　just　calls　me　Boy。　The　same　as　she　calls　the　other　boy。　it's　going　to　be　confusing。〃
　She　missed　him　more　than　she　thought　she　would；　but　Harwin　made　up　for　it　some。　She　had　told　him　about　his　father　Hullen；　and　how　she'd　found　him　dying　by　the　stables　in　the　Red　Keep；　the　day　she　fled。　〃He　always　said　he'd　die　in　a　stable；〃　Harwin　said；　〃but　we　all　thought　some　bad…tempered　stallion　would　be　his　death；　not　a　pack　of　lions。〃　Arya　told　of　Yoren　and　their　escape　from　King's　Landing　as　well；　and　much　that　had