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What are they doing here?
Protecting me, I assume. Will you let me in?
No, I don't think so.
If I wanted to kill you, do you think
I'd let a wooden door stop me?
They stay outside.
I'm not afraid of you, little brother.
- Why are you here? - I wanted to see your face.
They said you'd lost your nose, but it's not as gruesome as all that.
The man who cut me lost more than his nose.
I should hope so.
The rebels came for Joffrey's head, they lost their own.
Thanks to Father.
Thanks to Father.
Of course, it wasn't a rebel who tried to kill me.
No? Curious.
Bit of a comedown from chamber of the Hand.
But then I don't suppose you need much room.
Grand Maester Pycelle made the same joke.
You must be proud to be as funny as a man whose balls brush his knees.
You're meeting Father today?
How do you know that?
Because I have hundreds of spies in my employ.
The Master of Whisperers owes me a favor or two.
Father told me. What do you want from him?
What do I want from him? He's my father.
Do I need to want something?
I'm sure he loves me dearly,
as any father loves his child,
his baby boy.
Yet he hasn't come to visit once
since arriving in King's Landing.
I lay here, my face split in half,
but Father never came.
You're going to make me cry.
Why do you care what I want from him?
Because you've slandered me to Father before.
Slandered? When?
You told him I had my guards
beat that servant girl at Casterly Rock.
You did have your guards beat her.
A girl of nine, I believe.
I was nine, too.
She lost an eye, if I remember correctly.
If I remember correctly,
she never stole a necklace again.
It's not slander if it's true.
And what's this truth you plan on telling him today?
Why are you so nervous
about what I'm going to say to Father?
Because you're a liar.
I expect you'll tell lies about me, about Joffrey.
Any lies in particular?
You're a clever man,
but you're not half as clever as you think you are.
Still makes me more clever than you.