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When did you come to this strange country?
When I was 13.
You were only a child.
I stopped being a child when I was nine.
My mother made sure of that.
You've been a good influence
on our mutual friend, you know.
He used to drink from sundown to sunup,
visit three brothels a night,
gamble away his father's money.
Now it's just the drinking.
And now I'm his wife's servant.
I brush her hair and clip her nails
and empty her chamber pot.
She is a sweet young thing.
None of this is her fault.
I love that girl. I would kill for her.
Do you think that makes it easier for me?
No, I expect not.
She's young and she's beautiful and highborn.
We break bread with them,
but that doesn't make us family.
We've learned their language,
but we'll never be their countrymen.
If you let yourself believe
that a foreign girl with no name
could spend her life with the son of Tywin Lannister
- I have a name. - You have one name.
As do I.
Here only the family name matters.
What do you want from me, Lord Varys?
Diamonds.
I'd tell you to beware carrying so much wealth,
but you know how to protect yourself.
Get on one of those ships.
Sail to Pentos or Lys or Myr.
You can buy a house with these diamonds,
a very large house.
Hire servants.
Start a new life,
a good life, far from here.
The mysterious foreign beauty.
You'll have suitors lining up.
Why do you want me to leave?
Tyrion Lannister is one of the few people alive
who could make this country a better place.
He has the mind for it, he has the will,
he has the right last name.
And you
you are a complication.
I know you love him.
And I know it's true love not bought by gold and silver.
I'm not asking you to leave him for money.
I'm asking you to leave
because your presence in the capital
endangers him.
This will never be your home, my lady.
Find a true home somewhere far from here
while there's still time.
Lord Varys.
If he wants me to leave, he can tell me himself.