They passed the rest of the journey in silence. He found an old shield in the armory, battered andsplintered, the chipped paint still showing most of the great black bat ofHouse Lothston upon a field of silver and gold. Between the inn and the fountain, a dozen riders sat astride their horses,watching the townsmen open the fat man's cage and tug his arm until hisswollen corpse spilled out onto the ground. What is this, now? Truth, from a Lannister? Oberyn smiled coldly.
Are you calling me a monster? No more than I'm a maiden. You and my sweet sister and ourloving father, yes, I can't begin to tell you what you've earned. They say vows, to take no part in warsand stuff. You, you, and you, stand by with torches.
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