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I've always known that Robb would be Lord of Winterfell.
“我早知道羅柏有朝一日會(huì)統(tǒng)治臨冬城。”
Mormont gave a whistle, and the bird flew to him again and settled on his arm. "A lord's one thing, a king's another." He offered the raven a handful of corn from his pocket. "They will garb your brother Robb in silks, satins, and velvets of a hundred different colors, while you live and die in black ringmail. He will wed some beautiful princess and father sons on her. You'll have no wife, nor will you ever hold a child of your own blood in your arms. Robb will rule, you will serve. Men will call you a crow. Him they'll call Your Grace. Singers will praise every little thing he does, while your greatest deeds all go unsung. Tell me that none of this troubles you, Jon... and I'll name you a liar, and know I have the truth of it."
莫爾蒙吹一聲口哨，鳥兒又飛回來，歇在他手上。“領(lǐng)主和國王，這是兩回事，”他從口袋里掏出一把玉米，喂給烏鴉。“他們會(huì)給你哥哥羅柏穿上五顏六色的綾羅綢緞，你卻得一輩子黑衣黑甲；他會(huì)娶漂亮公主為妻，膝下兒孫成群，而你不僅永遠(yuǎn)無法結(jié)婚，更別想生兒育女；羅柏高高在上，統(tǒng)治四方，你卻只有做牛做馬的份；別人罵你是‘烏鴉’，卻會(huì)尊稱他為‘陛下’；他不管干下何等無聊事，一律被詩人吹捧上天，而你即便立下豐功偉業(yè)，也注定籍籍無聞。假如這些對(duì)你一點(diǎn)都不困擾，瓊恩……那你就是個(gè)天大的騙子。你知道，我說的沒錯(cuò)。”
Jon drew himself up, taut as a bowstring. "And if it did trouble me, what might I do, bastard as I am?"
瓊恩站起來，全身緊繃猶如弓弦，“如果這些真能對(duì)我造成困擾，我這個(gè)私生子又該怎么辦呢？”
What will you do? Mormont asked. "Bastard as you are?"
“你覺得呢？”莫爾蒙問，“身為私生子，你該怎么辦？”
Be troubled, said Jon, "and keep my vows."
“繼續(xù)困擾，”瓊恩道，“但堅(jiān)守誓言。”
