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Bastard did me good, eh? But I...I paid him back in kind, Ned." The king's smile was as terrible as his wound, his teeth red. "Drove a knife right through his eye. Ask them if I didn't. Ask them."
這回我可被整慘了，對吧？不過我……我也沒讓它好過，奈德。”國王的笑容與傷口同樣驚人，他的牙齒一片血紅。“我一刀捅爛了它眼睛。你問問他們是不是真的……問哪！”
Truly, Lord Renly murmured. "We brought the carcass back with us, at my brother's command."
“是的，”藍禮公爵喃喃道，“照我哥哥的吩咐，我們把尸體帶了回來。”
For the feast, Robert whispered. "Now leave us. The lot of you. I need to speak with Ned."
“帶回來準備晚宴。”勞勃輕聲說，“讓我們獨處一下。你們都退下，我要跟奈德談談。”
Robert, my sweet lord... Cersei began.
“勞勃，親愛的……”瑟曦開口。
I said leave, Robert insisted with a hint of his old fierceness. "What part of that don't you understand, woman?"
“我說過了，給我退下。”勞勃的堅持里有幾分他昔日的剛毅。“你是哪個字聽不懂啊，臭女人？”
Cersei gathered up her skirts and her dignity and led the way to the door. Lord Renly and the others followed. Grand Maester Pycelle lingered, his hands shaking as he offered the king a cup of thick white liquid. "The milk of the poppy, Your Grace," he said. "Drink. For your pain."
瑟曦攏起她的裙子和自尊，領頭走向房門。藍禮公爵和其他人跟在后面。派席爾大學士留了下來，雙手顫抖著把一杯濃濁的白色液體遞給國王。“陛下，這是罌粟花奶，”他說，“請喝下去，給您止痛。”
Robert knocked the cup away with the back of his hand. "Away with you. I'll sleep soon enough, old fool. Get out."
勞勃用手背揮開杯子。“快滾，老不死，我再過不久就要一睡不醒了。滾出去。”
Grand Maester Pycelle gave Ned a stricken look as he shuffled from the room.
派席爾國師給了奈德一個受傷的眼神，拖著腳離開了。
Damn you, Robert, Ned said when they were alone. His leg was throbbing so badly he was almost blind with pain. Or perhaps it was grief that fogged his eyes. He lowered himself to the bed, beside his friend. "Why do you always have to be so headstrong?"
“勞勃，你該死的，”只剩他們兩人后，奈德開口說。他的腿痛得讓他幾乎睜不開眼。也或許是悲痛模糊了他的視線。他坐到床邊，坐在他的朋友身旁。“你非得這么魯莽不可？”
