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She thought that kindness might lift Jeyne's spirits, but the other girl just looked at her with red, swollen eyes and began to cry all the harder. She was such a child.
她本以為如此好心的提議定可提起珍妮的精神，想不到她卻用紅腫的眼睛怔怔地看她，然后哭得更厲害。真是個長不大的小孩。
Sansa had wept too, the first day. Even within the stout walls of Maegor's Holdfast, with her door closed and barred, it was hard not to be terrified when the killing began. She had grown up to the sound of steel in the yard, and scarcely a day of her life had passed without hearing the clash of sword on sword, yet somehow knowing that the fighting was real made all the difference in the world. She heard it as she had never heard it before, and there were other sounds as well, grunts of pain, angry curses, shouts for help, and the moans of wounded and dying men. In the songs, the knights never screamed nor begged for mercy.
事發(fā)當(dāng)天，珊莎也哭過。縱然有梅葛樓重重厚墻所保護(hù)，且房門緊閉放下門閂，但屠殺開始時卻依舊駭人。她從小聽著廣場上的金鐵交擊聲長大，幾乎天天都會見識刀劍，可一旦知道外面是來真的，一切又都不一樣了。它們變得那么陌生，聞所未聞的聲音不斷傳來：吃痛悶哼聲、憤怒咒罵聲、呼喊求救聲，以及負(fù)傷垂死之人的呻吟。歌謠里的騎士從來不會慘叫，從來不會跪地求饒。
So she wept, pleading through her door for them to tell her what was happening, calling for her father, for Septa Mordane, for the king, for her gallant prince. If the men guarding her heard her pleas, they gave no answer. The only time the door opened was late that night, when they thrust Jeyne Poole inside, bruised and shaking. "They're killing everyone," the steward's daughter had shrieked at her. She went on and on. The Hound had broken down her door with a warhammer, she said. There were bodies on the stair of the Tower of the Hand, and the steps were slick with blood.
所以她哭了，隔著門請求他們告訴她到底發(fā)生了什么。她呼喚父親，呼喚茉丹修女，呼喚國王，呼喚她的白馬王子。可惜就算門外守衛(wèi)聽見了她的哀求，他們也沒有回應(yīng)。他們只在當(dāng)天深夜打開門，把渾身淤傷、顫抖不已的珍妮·普爾推進(jìn)來。“他們把所有人都?xì)⒐饬恕！惫芗业呐畠撼饨小Ｕf獵狗拿著戰(zhàn)錘破門進(jìn)入她的房間，首相塔的螺旋梯上全是死尸，染血的階梯滑溜溜的。
