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If I did, my word would be as hollow as an empty suit of armor. My life is not so precious to me as that.
“如果我作這種保證，那我的誓言與沒人穿的空洞鎧甲何異？我的命不至于珍貴到那種地步。”
Pity. The eunuch stood. "And your daughter's life, my lord? How precious is that?"
“可惜。”太監起身。“那么大人，您女兒的性命呢？那又有多珍貴？”
A chill pierced Ned's heart. "My daughter... "
一股寒意襲上奈德心頭。“我女兒……”
Surely you did not think I'd forgotten about your sweet innocent, my lord? The queen most certainly has not.
“大人，您總不會以為我忘記了您純真的乖女兒呢？太后她可是絕對不會忘記。”
No, Ned pleaded, his voice cracking. "Varys, gods have mercy, do as you like with me, but leave my daughter out of your schemes. Sansa's no more than a child."
“不要，”奈德啞著嗓子哀求。“瓦里斯，諸神慈悲，要殺要剮我任你處置，但別把我女兒牽扯進來。珊莎不過是個孩子。”
Rhaenys was a child too. Prince Rhaegar's daughter. A precious little thing, younger than your girls. She had a small black kitten she called Balerion, did you know? I always wondered what happened to him. Rhaenys liked to pretend he was the true Balerion, the Black Dread of old, but I imagine the Lannisters taught her the difference between a kitten and a dragon quick enough, the day they broke down her door. Varys gave a long weary sigh, the sigh of a man who carried all the sadness of the world in a sack upon his shoulders.
“雷加王子的女兒雷妮絲公主不也是個孩子？她是個討人喜歡的小寶貝，年紀比您兩個女兒都要小。您可知道，她養了一只小黑貓，名叫貝勒里恩？到現在我始終不知道那只貓的下落。雷妮絲老愛把它當作真正的黑死神貝勒里恩。不過呢，我想在蘭尼斯特軍撞開她房門那天，他們很快就讓她知道小貓和飛龍之間的差異了罷。”瓦里斯疲倦地一聲長嘆，仿佛肩負著全世界的哀傷。
