grrm.astormofswords-第96部分
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He studied her with his mismatched eyes。 〃I know I am not the sort of husband young girls dream of； Sansa；〃 he said softly； 〃but neither am I Joffrey。〃
〃No；〃 she said。 〃You were kind to me。 I remember。〃
Tyrion offered her a thick； blunt…fingered hand。 〃e； then。 Let us do our duty。〃
So she put her hand in his； and he led her to the marriage altar； where the septon waited between the Mother and the Father to join their lives together。 She saw Dontos in his fool's motley； looking at her with big round eyes。 Ser Balon Swann and Ser Boros Blount were there in Kingsguard white； but not Ser Loras。 None of the Tyrells are here； she realized suddenly。 But there were other witnesses aplenty； the eunuch Varys； Ser Addarn Marbrand； Lord Philip Foote； Ser Bronn； Jalabhar Xho； a dozen others。 Lord Gyles was coughing； Lady Ermesande was at the breast； and Lady Tanda's pregnant daughter was sobbing for no apparent reason。 Let her sob； Sansa thought。 Perhaps I shall do the same before this day is done。
The ceremony passed as in a dream。 Sansa did all that was required of her。 There were prayers and vows and singing； and tall candles burning； a hundred dancing lights that the tears in her eyes transformed into a thousand。 Thankfully no one seemed to notice that she was crying as she stood there； wrapped in her father's colors； or if they did； they pretended not to。 In what seemed no time at all； they came to the changing of the cloaks。
As father of the realm； Joffrey took the place of Lord Eddard Stark。 Sansa stood stiff as a lance as his hands came over her shoulders to fumble with the clasp of her cloak。 One of them brushed her breast and lingered to give it a little squeeze。 Then the clasp opened； and Joff swept her maiden's cloak away with a kingly flourish and a grin。
His uncle's part went less well。 The bride's cloak he held was huge and heavy； crimson velvet richly worked with lions and bordered with gold satin and rubies。 No one had thought to bring a stool； however； and Tyrion stood a foot and a half shorter than his bride。 As he moved behind her； Sansa felt a sharp tug on her skirt。 He wants me to kneel； she realized； blushing。 She was mortified。 It was not supposed to be this way。 She had dreamed of her wedding a thousand times； and always she had pictured how her betrothed would stand behind her tall and strong； sweep the cloak of his protection over her shoulders； and tenderly kiss her cheek as he leaned forward to fasten the clasp。
She felt another tug at her skirt； more insistent。 I won't。 Why should I spare his feelings； when no one cares about mine？
The dwarf tugged at her a third time。 Stubbornly she pressed her lips together and pretended not to notice。 Someone behind them tittered。 The queen； she thought； but it didn't matter。 They were all laughing by then； Joffrey the loudest。 〃Dontos； down on your hands and knees；〃 the king manded。 〃My uncle needs a boost to climb his bride。〃
And so it was that her lord husband cloaked her in the colors of House Lannister whilst standing on the back of a fool。
When Sansa turned； the little man was gazing up at her； his mouth tight； his face as red as her cloak。 Suddenly she was ashamed of her stubbornness。 She smoothed her skirts and knelt in front of him； so their heads were on the same level。 〃With this kiss I pledge my love； and take you for my lord and husband。〃
〃With this kiss I pledge my love；〃 the dwarf replied hoarsely； 〃and take you for my lady and wife。〃 He leaned forward； and their lips touched briefly。
He is so ugly； Sansa thought when his face was close to hers。 He is even uglier than the Hound。
The septon raised his crystal high； so the rainbow light fell down upon them。 〃Here in the sight of gods and men；〃 he said； 〃I do solemnly proclaim Tyrion of House Lannister and Sansa of House Stark to be man and wife； one flesh； one heart； one soul； now and forever； and cursed be the one who es between them。〃
She had to bite her lip to keep from sobbing。
The wedding feast was held in the Small Hall。 There were perhaps fifty guests； Lannister retainers and allies for the most part； joining those who had been at the wedding。 And here Sansa found the Tyrells。 Margaery gave her such a sad look； and when the Queen of Thoms tottered in between Left and Right； she never looked at her at all。 Elinor； Alla； and Megga seemed determined not to know her。 My friends； Sansa thought bitterly。
Her husband drank heavily and ate but little。 He listened whenever someone rose to make a toast and sometimes nodded a curt acknowledgment； but otherwise his face might have been made of stone。 The feast seemed to go on forever； though Sansa tasted none of the food。 She wanted it to be done； and yet she dreaded its end。 For after the feast would e the bedding。 The men would carry her up to her wedding bed； undressing her on the way and making rude jokes about the fate that awaited her between the sheets； while the women did Tyrion the same honors。 Only after they had been bundled naked into bed would they be left alone； and even then the guests would stand outside the bridal chamber； shouting ribald suggestions through the door。 The bedding had seemed wonderfully wicked and exciting when Sansa was a girl； but now that the moment was upon her she felt only dread。 She did not think she could bear for them to rip off her clothes； and she was certain she would burst into tears at the first randy jape。
When the musicians began to play； she timidly laid her hand on Tyrion's and said； 〃My lord； should we lead the dance？〃
His mouth twisted。 〃I think we have already given them sufficent amusement for one day； don't you？〃
〃As you say； my lord。〃 She pulled her hand back。
Joffrey and Margaery led in their place。 How can a monster dance so beautifully？ Sansa wondered。 She had often daydreamed of how she would dance at her wedding； with every eye upon her and her handsome lord。 in her dreams they had all been smiling。 Not even my husband is smiling。
Other guests soon joined the king and his betrothed on the floor。 Elinor danced with her young squire； and Megga with Prince Tommen。 Lady Merryweather； the Myrish beauty with the black hair and the big dark eyes； spun so provocatively that every man in the hall was soon watching her。 Lord and Lady Tyrell moved more sedately。 Ser Kevan Lannister begged the honor of Lady Janna。 Fossoway； Lord Tyrell's sister。 Merry Crane took the floor with the exile prince Jalabhar Xho； gorgeous in his feathered finery。 Cersei Lannister partnered first Lord Redwyne； then Lord Rowan； and finally her own father； who danced with smooth unsmiling grace。
Sansa sat with her hands in her lap； watching how the queen moved and laughed and tossed her blonde curls。 She charms them all； she thought dully。 How I hate her。 She looked away； to where Moon Boy danced with Dontos。
〃Lady Sansa。〃 Ser Garlan Tyrell stood beside the dais。 〃Would you honor me？ If your lord consents？〃
The Imp's mismatched eyes narrowed。 〃My lady can dance with whomever she pleases。〃
Perhaps she ought to have remained beside her husband； but she wanted to dance so badly 。 。 。 and Ser Garlan was brother to Margaery； to Willas； to her Knight of Flowers。 〃I see why they name you Garlan the Gallant； ser；〃 she said； as she took his hand。
〃My lady is gracious to say so。 My brother Willas gave me that name； as it happens。 To protect me。〃
〃To protect you？〃 She gave him a puzzled look。
Ser Garlan laughed。 〃I was a plump little boy； I fear； and we do have an uncle called Garth the Gross。 So Willas struck first； though not before threatening me with Garlan the Greensick； Garlan the Galling； and Garlan the Gargoyle。〃
It was so sweet and silly that Sansa had to laugh； despite everything。 Afterward she was absurdly grateful。 Somehow the laughter made her hopeful again； if only for a little while。 Smiling； she let the music take her； losing herself in the steps； in the sound of flute and pipes and harp； in the rhythm of the drum 。 。 。 and from time to time in Ser Garlan's arms； when the dance brought them together。 〃My lady wife is most concerned for you；〃 he said quietly； one such time。
〃Lady Leonette is too sweet。 Tell her I am well。〃
〃A bride at her wedding should
