Abruptly, Tyrion remembered where hewas, and why. Vargo Hoat had Ser Amory torn apart by a bear after the fall ofHarrenhal. The tide was coming in, and the surf foamed about thefeet of her silver. He reached downunder the Lord Commander's chair and brought it out, wrapped in folds ofcrimson velvet.
Your commander, so long as youwear that white cloak. Dawn, shethought. If not for my Hand, I might not have come at all. Afterward men whispered that Oberyn had fought with a poisoned sword, andever thereafter friends and foes alike called him the Red Viper.
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