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Grey cloaks snapped in the wind as the guardsmen marched them across the yard. There was no Lannister crimson to be seen, but Ned was reassured by the number of gold cloaks visible on the ramparts and at the gates.
衛士護送他們穿過廣場，灰色披風在風中啪啪作響。四下雖不見蘭尼斯特的鮮紅，卻有不少金色披風的都城守衛在城墻上和大門邊巡邏，令奈德稍覺安心。
Janos Slynt met them at the door to the throne room, armored in ornate black-and-gold plate, with a high-crested helm under one arm. The Commander bowed stiffly. His men pushed open the great oaken doors, twenty feet tall and banded with bronze.
杰諾斯·史林特在大廳門口迎接，他穿著一件雕飾華麗的黑金鎧甲，腋下夾著一頂高羽頭盔。都城守衛司令僵硬地點個頭，他的部下便推開足有二十尺高、鑲青銅邊的橡木大門。
The royal steward led them in. "All hail His Grace, Joffrey of the Houses Baratheon and Lannister, the First of his Name, King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm," he sang out.
御前總管領他們進去。“恭迎安達爾人、洛伊拿人和先民的國王，七國統治者暨全境守護者，拜拉席恩家族與蘭尼斯特家族的喬佛里一世陛下。”他朗聲唱誦。
It was a long walk to the far end of the hall, where Joffrey waited atop the Iron Throne. Supported by Littlefinger, Ned Stark slowly limped and hopped toward the boy who called himself king. The others followed. The first time he had come this way, he had been on horseback, sword in hand, and the Targaryen dragons had watched from the walls as he forced Jaime Lannister down from the throne. He wondered if Joffrey would step down quite so easily.
離大廳另一頭還有段漫長的路，喬佛里正坐在鐵王座上等他。在小指頭的攙扶之下，奈德·史塔克一跛一跛地緩步朝那個自命為王的男孩走去，其他人緊隨在后。他頭一次走上這條路，乃是身騎駿馬，手持利劍，逼迫詹姆·蘭尼斯特走下王座，坦格利安的龍頭則從四面墻壁上冷眼旁觀。他不知喬佛里是否也會那么聽話地放棄王位。
Five knights of the Kingsguard, all but Sir Jaime and Sir Barristan, were arrayed in a crescent around the base of the throne.
五名御林鐵衛——除開詹姆爵士和巴利斯坦爵士——全部到場，呈新月形圍繞著王座底部。
