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I do hereby command Eddard of House Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Hand of the King, to serve as Lord Regent and Protector of the Realm upon my...upon my death...to rule in my...in my stead, until my son Joffrey does come of age..."
余在此任命臨冬城公爵，國王之手，史塔克家族的艾德為攝政王及全境守護(hù)者……自余死后……代余……代余統(tǒng)理國事……俟吾兒?jiǎn)谭鹄锍赡辍?/div>
Robert... Joffrey is not your son, he wanted to say, but the words would not come. The agony was written too plainly across Robert's face; he could not hurt him more. So Ned bent his head and wrote, but where the king had said "my son Joffrey," he scrawled "my heir" instead. The deceit made him feel soiled. The lies we tell for love, he thought. May the gods forgive me. "What else would you have me say?"
“勞勃……”喬佛里不是你兒子，他想說，卻說不出口。勞勃所承受的痛苦清楚明白地寫在臉上，他不忍心將更多痛苦加諸于他。于是奈德低頭振筆疾書，只將“吾兒?jiǎn)谭鹄铩备臑椤拔嶂戏ɡ^承人”。欺瞞讓他覺得自己人格污損。這是我們?yōu)閻鄱龅闹e，他心想，愿天上諸神原諒我。“您還要我寫什么？”
Say...whatever you need to. Protect and defend, gods old and new, you have the words. Write. I'll sign it. You give it to the council when I'm dead.
“寫……該寫什么就寫什么。遵守，保護(hù)，新舊諸神，你知道這些啰嗦詞語。寫完我來簽名。等我死了把這個(gè)交給御前會(huì)議。”
Robert, Ned said in a voice thick with grief, "you must not do this. Don't die on me. The realm needs you."
“勞勃，”奈德的語氣充滿悲傷，“不要這樣，不要離開我。國家需要你。”
Robert took his hand, fingers squeezing hard. "You are...such a bad liar, Ned Stark," he said through his pain.
勞勃緊握住他的手，用力擠壓。“奈德·史塔克，你……真不會(huì)說謊。”他忍痛說，
