grrm.astormofswords-第42部分

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　The　moon　was　peeping　over　the　castle　wall　when　he　told　Podrick　Payne　that　he　was　going　to　pay　a　call　on　Varys。　〃Will　you　be　long；　my　lord？〃　the　boy　asked。
　〃Oh；　I　hope　so。〃
　With　the　Red　Keep　so　crowded；　Tyrion　could　not　hope　to　go　unnoticed。　Ser　Balon　Swann　stood　guard　on　the　door；　and　Ser　Loras　Tyrell　on　the　drawbridge。　He　stopped　to　exchange　pleasantries　with　both　of　them。　It　was　strange　to　see　the　Knight　of　Flowers　all　in　white　when　before　he　had　always　been　as　colorful　as　a　rainbow。　〃How　old　are　you；　Ser　Loras？〃　Tyrion　asked　him。
　〃Seventeen；　my　lord。〃
　Seventeen；　and　beautiful；　and　already　a　legend。　Half　the　girls　in　the　Seven　Kingdoms　want　to　bed　him；　and　all　the　boys　want　to　be　him。　〃If　you　will　pardon　my　asking；　ser…why　would　anyone　choose　to　join　the　Kingsguard　at　seventeen？〃
　〃Prince　Aemon　the　Dragonknight　took　his　vows　at　seventeen；〃　Ser　Loras　said；　〃and　your　brother　Jaime　was　younger　still。〃
　〃I　know　their　reasons。　What　are　yours？　The　honor　of　serving　beside　such　paragons　as　Meryn　Trant　and　Boros　Blount？〃　He　gave　the　boy　a　mocking　grin。　〃To　guard　the　king's　life；　you　surrender　your　own。　You　give　up　your　lands　and　titles；　give　up　hope　of　marriage；　children　。　。　。〃
　〃House　Tyrell　continues　through　my　brothers；〃　Ser　Loras　said。　〃It　is　not　necessary　for　a　third　son　to　wed；　or　breed。〃
　〃Not　necessary；　but　some　find　it　pleasant。　What　of　love？〃
　〃When　the　sun　has　set；　no　candle　can　replace　it。〃
　〃Is　that　from　a　song？〃　Tyrion　cocked　his　head；　smiling。　〃Yes；　you　are　seventeen；　I　see　that　now。〃
　Ser　Loras　tensed。　〃Do　you　mock　me？〃
　A　prickly　lad。　〃No。　If　I've　given　offense；　forgive　me。　I　had　my　own　love　once；　and　we　had　a　song　as　well。〃　I　loved　a　maid　as　fair　as　summer；　with　sunlight　in　her　hair。　He　bid　Ser　Loras　a　good　evening　and　went　on　his　way。
　Near　the　kennels　a　group　of　men…at…arms　were　fighting　a　pair　of　dogs。　Tyrion　stopped　long　enough　to　see　the　smaller　dog　tear　half　the　face　off　the　larger　one；　and　earned　a　few　coarse　laughs　by　observing　that　the　loser　now　resembled　Sandor　Clegane。　Then；　hoping　he　had　disarmed　their　suspicions；　he　proceeded　to　the　north　wall　and　down　the　short　flight　of　steps　to　the　eunuch's　meager　abode。　The　door　opened　as　he　was　lifting　his　hand　to　knock。
　〃Varys？〃　Tyrion　slipped　inside。　〃Are　you　there？〃　A　single　candle　lit　the　gloom；　spicing　the　air　with　the　scent　of　jasmine。
　〃My　lord。〃　A　woman　sidled　into　the　light；　plump；　soft；　matronly；　with　a　round　pink　moon　of　a　face　and　heavy　dark　curls。　Tyrion　recoiled。　〃Is　something　amiss？〃　she　asked。
　Varys；　he　realized　with　annoyance。　〃For　one　horrid　moment　I　thought　you'd　brought　me　Lollys　instead　of　Shae。　Where　is　she？〃
　〃Here；　m'lord。〃　She　put　her　hands　over　his　eyes　from　behind。　〃Can　you　guess　what　I'm　wearing？〃
　〃Nothing？〃
　〃Oh；　you're　so　smart；〃　she　pouted；　snatching　her　hands　away。　〃How　did　you　know？〃
　〃You're　very　beautiful　in　nothing。〃
　〃Am　I？〃　she　said。　〃Am　I　truly？〃
　〃Oh　yes。〃
　〃Then　shouldn't　you　be　fucking　me　instead　of　talking？〃
　〃We　need　to　rid　ourselves　of　Lady　Varys　first。　I　am　not　the　sort　of　dwarf　who　likes　an　audience。〃
　〃He's　gone；〃　Shae　said。
　Tyrion　turned　to　look。　It　was　true。　The　eunuch　had　vanished；　skirts　and　all。　The　hidden　doors　are　here　somewhere；　they　have　to　be。　That　was　as　much　as　he　had　time　to　think；　before　Shae　turned　his　head　to　kiss　him。　Her　mouth　was　wet　and　hungry；　and　she　did　not　even　seem　to　see　his　scar；　or　the　raw　scab　where　his　nose　had　been。　Her　skin　was　warm　silk　beneath　his　fingers。　When　his　thumb　brushed　against　her　left　nipple；　it　hardened　at　once。　〃Hurry；〃　she　urged；　between　kisses；　as　his　fingers　went　to　his　laces；　〃oh；　hurry；　hurry；　I　want　you　in　me；　in　me；　in　me。〃　He　did　not　even　have　time　to　undress　properly。　Shae　pulled　his　cock　out　of　his　breeches；　then　pushed　him　down　onto　the　floor　and　climbed　atop　him。　She　screamed　as　he　pushed　past　her　lips；　and　rode　him　wildly；　moaning；　〃My　giant；　my　giant；　my　giant；〃　every　time　she　slammed　down　on　him。　Tyrion　was　so　eager　that　he　exploded　on　the　fifth　stroke；　but　Shae　did　not　seem　to　mind。　She　smiled　wickedly　when　she　felt　him　spurting；　and　leaned　forward　to　kiss　the　sweat　from　his　brow。　〃My　giant　of　Lannister；〃　she　murmured。　〃Stay　inside　me；　please。　I　like　to　feel　you　there。〃
　So　Tyrion　did　not　move；　except　to　put　his　arms　around　her。　It　feels　so　good　to　hold　her；　and　to　be　held；　he　thought。　How　can　something　this　sweet　be　a　crime　worth　hanging　her　for？　〃Shae；〃　he　said；　〃sweetling；　this　must　be　our　last　time　together。　The　danger　is　too　great。　If　my　lord　father　should　find　you　。　。　。〃
　〃I　like　your　scar。〃　She　traced　it　with　her　finger。　〃It　makes　you　look　very　fierce　and　strong。〃
　He　laughed。　〃Very　ugly；　you　mean。〃
　〃M'lord　will　never　be　ugly　in　my　eyes。〃　She　kissed　the　scab　that　covered　the　ragged　stub　of　his　nose。
　〃It's　not　my　face　that　need　concern　you；　it's　my　father　…
　〃He　does　not　frighten　me。　Will　m'lord　give　me　back　my　jewels　and　silks　now？　I　asked　Varys　if　I　could　have　them　when　you　were　hurt　in　the　battle；　but　he　wouldn't　give　them　to　me。　What　would　have　bee　of　them　if　you'd　died？〃
　〃I　didn't　die。　Here　I　am。〃
　〃I　know。〃　Shae　wriggled　atop　him；　smiling。　〃Just　where　you　belong。〃　Her　mouth　turned　pouty。　〃But　how　long　must　I　go　on　with　Lollys；　now　that　you're　well？〃
　〃Have　you　been　listening？〃　Tyrion　said。　〃You　can　stay　with　Lollys　if　you　like；　but　it　would　be　best　if　you　left　the　city。〃
　〃I　don't　want　to　leave。　You　promised　you'd　move　me　into　a　manse　again　after　the　battle。〃　Her　cunt　gave　him　a　little　squeeze；　and　he　started　to　stiffen　again　inside　her。　〃A　Lannister　always　pays　his　debts；　you　said。〃
　〃Shae；　gods　be　damned；　stop　that。　Listen　to　me。　You　have　to　go　away。　The　city's　full　of　Tyrells　just　now；　and　I　am　closely　watched。　You　don't　understand　the　dangers。〃
　〃Can　I　e　to　the　king's　wedding　feast？　Lollys　won't　go。　I　told　her　no　one's　like　to　rape　her　in　the　king's　own　throne　room；　but　she's　so　stupid。〃　When　Shae　rolled　off；　his　cock　slid　out　of　her　with　a　soft　wet　sound。　〃Symon　says　there's　to　be　a　singers'　tourney；　and　tumblers；　even　a　fools'　joust。〃
　Tyrion　had　almost　forgotten　about　Shae's　thrice…damned　singer。　〃How　is　it　you　spoke　to　Symon？〃
　〃I　told　Lady　Tanda　about　him；　and　she　hired　him　to　play　for　Lollys。　The　music　calms　her　when　the　baby　starts　to　kick。　Symon　says　there's　to　be　a　dancing　bear　at　the　feast；　and　wines　from　the　Arbor。　I've　never　seen　a　bear　dance。〃
　〃They　do　it　worse　than　I　do。〃　It　was　the　singer　who　concerned　him；　not　the　bear。　One　careless　word　in　the　wrong　ear；　and　Shae　would　hang。
　〃Symon　says　there's　to　be　seventy…seven　courses　and　a　hundred　doves　baked　into　a　great　pie；〃　Shae　gushed。　〃When　the　crust's　opened；　they'll　all　burst　out　and　fly。〃
　〃After　which　they　will　roost　in　the　rafters　and　rain　down　birdshit　on　the　guests。〃　Tyrion　had　suffered　such　wedding　pies　before。　The　doves　liked　to　shit　on　him　especially；　or　so　he　had　always　suspected。
　〃Couldn't　I　dress　in　my　silks　and　velvets　and　go　as　a　lady　instead　of　a　maidservant？　No　one　would　know　I　wasn't。〃
　Everyone　would　know　you　weren't；　thought　Tyrion。　〃Lady　Tanda　might　wonder　where　Lollys's　bedmaid　found　so　many　jewels。〃
　〃There's　to　be　a　thousand　guests；　Symon　says。　She'd　never　even　see　me。　I'd　find　a　place　in　some　dark　corner　below　the　salt；　but　whenever　you　got　up　to　go　to　the　privy　I　could　slip　out　and　meet　you。〃　She　cupped　his　cock　and　stroked　it　gently。　〃I　won't　wear　any　smallclothes　under　my　gown；　so　m'lord　won't　even　need　to　unlace　me。〃　Her　fingers　teased　him；　up　and　down。　〃Or　if　he　liked；　I　could　do　this　for　him。〃　She　took　him　in　her　mouth。
　Tyrion　was　soon　ready　again。　This　time　he　lasted　much　longer。　When　he　finished　Shae　crawled　back　up　him　and　curled　up　naked　under　his　arm。　〃You'll　let　me　e；　won't　you？〃
　〃Shae；〃　he　groaned；　〃it　is　not　safe。〃
　For　a　time　she　said　nothing　at　all。　Tyrion　tried　to　speak　of　other　things；　but　he　met　a　wall　of　sullen　courtesy　as　icy　and　unyielding　as　the　Wall　he'd　once　walked　in　the　north。　Gods　be　good；　he　thought　wearily　as　he　watched　the　candle　burn　down　and　begin　to　gutter；　how　could　I　let　this　happen　again；　after　Tysha？　Am　I　as　great　a　fool　as　my　father　thinks？　Gladly　would　he　have　given　her　the　promise　she　wanted；　and　gladly　walke