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And he ignored you, Tyrion pointed out. "He has quite a large army, he can do that. Nor is he the first. Is he?"
“結果他不理你，”提利昂指出，“他重兵在握，自然有恃無恐。反正他也不是第一個違抗你的人，對吧？”
Cersei's mouth tightened. He could see her color rising. "If I name this letter a forgery and tell them to throw you in a dungeon, no one will ignore that, I promise you."
瑟曦嘴唇一抿，面露怒色。“假如我說這封信是假的，叫他們把你扔進地牢，我保證，沒人敢違抗我。”
He was walking on rotten ice now, Tyrion knew. One false step and he would plunge through. "No one," he agreed amiably, "least of all our father. The one with the army. But why should you want to throw me into a dungeon, sweet sister, when I've come all this long way to help you?"
提利昂很清楚自己此刻如履薄冰，稍有失足，便會萬劫不復。“的確，”他親切地贊同，“尤其是我們那握有大軍的父親。可是，我親愛的好姐姐，我這么千里迢迢，不辭辛勞跑來幫你的忙，你何苦把我扔進地牢里呢？”
I do not require your help. It was our father's presence that I commanded.
“我不要你來幫倒忙，我只命令父親奉旨上朝。”
Yes, he said quietly, "but it's Jaime you want."
“是么？”他平靜地說，“你想要的是詹姆。”
His sister fancied herself subtle, but he had grown up with her. He could read her face like one of his favorite books, and what he read now was rage, and fear, and despair. "Jaime—"
姐姐自以為精明老練，然而提利昂自小與她一同長大，早把她的個性摸得一清二楚，讀她臉上的表情就跟讀自己喜愛的書一樣容易，此刻他讀出的是憤怒，恐懼，還有絕望。“詹姆他——”
—is my brother no less than yours, Tyrion interrupted. "Give me your support and I promise you, we will have Jaime freed and returned to us unharmed."
“——再怎么說，也是我哥哥。”提利昂打斷她。“只要你支持我，我向你保證，我會讓詹姆平安歸來，毫發無傷。”
How? Cersei demanded. "The Stark boy and his mother are not like to forget that we beheaded Lord Eddard."
“這怎么可能？”瑟曦質問，“史塔克家那小鬼跟他娘可不會忘記我們砍了艾德大人的頭。”
True, Tyrion agreed, "yet you still hold his daughters, don't you? I saw the older girl out in the yard with Joffrey."
“的確，”提利昂同意，“可你手上依舊握有他兩個女兒，對吧？我看見那個姐姐和喬佛里一起在廣場上。”
