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nd a red…headed sergeant who had e from Dragonstone with Stannis。
When Sam begged leave to speak with him； though； Pyke barked an order； and the others took the dice and coins and left them。
No man would ever call Cotter Pyke handsome； though the body under his studded brigantine and roughspun breeches was lean and hard and wiry strong。 His eyes were small and close…set； his nose broken； his widow's peak as sharply pointed as the head of a spear。 The pox had ravaged his face badly； and the beard he'd grown to hide the scars was thin and scraggly。
〃Sam the Slayer！〃 he said； by way of greeting。 〃Are you sure you stabbed an Other； and not some child's snow knight？〃
This isn't starting well。 〃it was the dragonglass that killed it； my lord；〃 Sam explained feebly。
〃Aye； no doubt。 Well； out with it； Slayer。 Did the maester send you to me？〃
〃The maester？〃 Sam swallowed。 〃I 。 。 。 I just left him； my lord。〃 That wasn't truly a lie； but if Pyke chose to read it wrong； it might make him more inclined to listen。 Sam took a deep breath and launched into his plea。
Pyke cut him off before he'd said twenty words。 〃You want me to kneel down and kiss the hem of Mallister's pretty cloak； is that it？ I might have known。 You lordlings all flock like sheep。 Well； tell Aemon that he's wasted your breath and my time。 if anyone withdraws it should be Mallister。 The man's too bloody old for the job； maybe you ought to go tell him that。 We choose him； and we're like to be back here in a year； choosing someone else。〃
〃He's old；〃 Sam agreed； 〃but he's well ex…experienced。〃
〃At sitting in his tower and fussing over maps； maybe。 What does he plan to do； write letters to the wights？ He's a knight； well and good； but he's not a fighter； and I don't give a kettle of piss who he unhorsed in some fool tourney fifty years ago。 The Halfhand fought all his battles； even an old blind man should see that。 And we need a fighter more than ever with this bloody king on top of us。 Today it's ruins and empty fields； well and good； but what will His Grace want e the morrow？ You think Mallister has the belly to stand up to Stannis Baratheon and that red bitch？〃 He laughed。 〃I don't。〃
〃You won't support him； then？〃 said Sam； dismayed。
〃Are you Sam the Slayer or Deaf Dick？ No； I won't support him。〃 Pyke jabbed a finger at his face。 〃Understand this； boy。 I don't want the bloody job； and never did。 I fight best with a deck beneath me； not a horse； and Castle Black is too far from the sea。 But I'll be buggered with a red…hot sword before I turn the Night's Watch over to that preening eagle from the Shadow Tower。 And you can run back to the old man and tell him I said so； if he asks。〃 He stood。 〃Get out of my sight。〃
It took all the courage Sam had left in him to say； 〃W…what if there was someone else？ Could you s…support someone else？〃
〃Who？ Bowen Marsh？ The man counts spoons。 Othell's a follower； does what he's told and does it well； but no more'n that。 Slynt 。 。 。 well； his men like him； I'll grant you； and it would almost be worth it to stick him down the royal craw and see if Stannis gagged； but no。 There's too much of King's Landing in that one。 A toad grows wings and thinks he's a bloody dragon。〃 Pyke laughed。 〃Who does that leave； Hobb？ We could pick him； I suppose； only then who's going to boil your mutton； Slayer？ You look like a man who likes his bloody mutton。〃
There was nothing more to say。 Defeated； Sam could only stammer out his thanks and take his leave。 I will do better with Ser Denys； he tried to tell himself as he walked through the castle。 Ser Denys was a knight； highborn and well…spoken； and he had treated Sam most courteously when he'd found him and Gilly on the road。 Ser Denys will listen to me； he has to。
The mander of the Shadow Tower had been born beneath the Booming Tower of Seagard； and looked every inch a Mallister。 Sable trimmed his collar and accented the sleeves of his black velvet doublet。 A silver eagle fastened its claws in the gathered folds of his cloak。 His beard was white as snow； his hair was largely gone； and his face was deeply lined； it was true。 Yet he still had grace in his movements and teeth in his mouth； and the years had dimmed neither his blue…grey eyes nor his courtesy。
〃My lord of Tarly；〃 he said； when his steward brought Sam to him in the Lance； where the Shadow Tower men were staying。 〃I am pleased to see that you've recovered from your ordeal。 Might I offer you a cup of wine？ Your lady mother is a Florent； I recall。 One day I must tell you about the time I unhorsed both of your grandfathers in the same tourney。 Not today； though； I know we have more pressing concerns。 You e from Maester Aemon； to be sure。 Does he have counsel to offer me？〃
Sam took a sip of wine； and chose his words with care。 〃A maester chained and sworn 。 。 。 it would not be proper for him to be seen as having influenced the choice of Lord mander 。 。 。〃
The old knight smiled。 〃Which is why he has not e to me himself。 Yes； I quite understand； Samwell。 Aemon and I are both old men； and wise in such matters。 Say what you came to say。〃
The wine was sweet； and Ser Denys listened to Sam's plea with grave courtesy； unlike Cotter Pyke。 But when he was done； the old knight shook his head。 〃I agree that it would be a dark day in our history if a king were to name our Lord mander。 This king especially。 He is not like to keep his crown for long。 But truly； Samwell； it ought to be Pyke who withdraws。 I have more support than he does； and I am better suited to the office。〃
〃You are；〃 Sam agreed； 〃but Cotter Pyke might serve。 It's said he has oft proved himself in battle。〃 He did not mean to offend Ser Denys by praising his rival； but how else could he convince him to withdraw？
〃Many of my brothers have proved themselves in battle。 It is not enough。 Some matters cannot be settled with a battleaxe。 Maester Aemon will understand that； though Cotter Pyke does not。 The Lord mander of the Night's Watch is a lord； first and foremost。 He must be able to treat with other lords 。 。 。 and with kings as well。 He must be a man worthy of respect。〃 Ser Denys leaned forward。 〃We are the sons of great lords； you and I。 We know the importance of birth； blood； and that early training that can ne'er be replaced。 I was a squire at twelve； a knight at eighteen； a champion at two…and…twenty。 I have been the mander at the Shadow Tower for thirty…three years。 Blood； birth； and training have fitted me to deal with kings。 Pyke 。 。 。 well； did you hear him this morning； asking if His Grace would wipe his bottom？ Samwell； it is not my habit to speak unkindly of my brothers； but let us be frank 。 。 。 the ironborn are a race of pirates and thieves； and Cotter Pyke was raping and murdering when he was still half a boy。 Maester Harmune reads and writes his letters； and has for years。 No； loath as I am to disappoint Maester Aemon； I could not in honor stand aside for Pyke of Eastwatch。〃
This time Sam was ready。 〃Might you for someone else？ If it was someone more suitable？〃
Ser Denys considered a moment。 〃I have never desired the honor for its own sake。 At the last choosing； I stepped aside gratefully when Lord Mormont's name was offered； just as I had for Lord Qorgyle at the choosing before that。 So long as the Night's Watch remains in good hands； I am content。 But Bowen Marsh is not equal to the task； no more than Othell Yarwyck。 And this so…called Lord of Harrenhal is a butcher's whelp upjumped by the Lannisters。 Small wonder he is venal and corrupt。〃
〃There's another man；〃 Sam blurted out。 〃Lord mander Mormont trusted him。 So did Donal Noye and Qhorin Halfhand。 Though he's not as highly born as you； he es from old blood。 He was castle…born and castle…raised； and he learned sword and lance from a knight and letters from a maester of the Citadel。 His father was a lord； and his brother a king。〃
Ser Denys stroked his long white beard。 〃Mayhaps；〃 he said； after a long moment。 〃He is very young； but 。 。 。 mayhaps。 He might serve； I grant you； though I would be more suitable。 I have no doubt of that。 I would be the wiser choice。〃
Jon said there could be honor in a lie； if it were told for the right reason。 Sam said； 〃If we do not choose a
