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The old man turned away from the dawn, keeping a hand on his wyvern to steady himself. "Help me to my chair and show them in."
老學士轉身，背離曉色，一手扶住翼龍石像。“扶我坐下，然后請他們進來?！?/div>
Taking his arm, Pylos led him inside. In his youth, Cressen had walked briskly, but he was not far from his eightieth name day now, and his legs were frail and unsteady. Two years past, he had fallen and shattered a hip, and it had never mended properly. Last year when he took ill, the Citadel had sent Pylos out from Oldtown, mere days before Lord Stannis had closed the isle... to help him in his labors, it was said, but Cressen knew the truth. Pylos had come to replace him when he died. He did not mind. Someone must take his place, and sooner than he would like...
派洛斯挽著他的手，引領他進入書房?？硕Y森年輕時也曾步履輕盈，但如今年近八旬，雙腳早已孱弱不穩。兩年前他摔碎了一邊臀骨，之后便沒有完全復原。去年他的健康狀況持續惡化，舊鎮的學城便送來了派洛斯，剛好在史坦尼斯下令封鎖龍石島的前幾天……名義上是協助他處理日常事務，但克禮森很清楚這代表著什么：他死之后，派洛斯將取而代之。對此他并不介意，總得有人接下自己的棒子，只沒想到這么快……
He let the younger man settle him behind his books and papers. "Go bring her. It is ill to keep a lady waiting." He waved a hand, a feeble gesture of haste from a man no longer capable of hastening. His flesh was wrinkled and spotted, the skin so papery thin that he could see the web of veins and the shape of bones beneath. And how they trembled, these hands of his that had once been so sure and deft...
他讓年輕人把自己安置在書桌邊，桌上堆滿了書籍紙張?！皫M來吧，別讓公主久等?！彼撊醯負]揮手，催促徒弟趕快行動，他自己早已是個無力匆促的人了。他的手滿是皺紋斑點，在干薄如紙的皮膚下，幾可見密布的血管和干枯的骨骼。這雙手如今竟這般顫抖，曾經它們是多么靈巧、多么穩健啊……
