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Theon felt the blood rising to his face. "I am no man's daughter. If you mislike my garb, I will change it."
席恩只覺血氣上涌，“我才不是他女兒！您不喜歡我的衣服，我換就是。”
You will. Throwing off the furs, Lord Balon pushed himself to his feet. He was not so tall as Theon remembered. "That bauble around your neck—was it bought with gold or iron?"
“非換不可。”巴隆大王甩開皮袍，站起身來。他沒有席恩印象中那么高。“你脖子上戴的東西——用金子還是用鐵換來？”
Theon touched the gold chain. He had forgotten. It has been so long... In the Old Way, women might decorate themselves with ornaments bought with coin, but a warrior wore only the jewelry he took off the corpses of enemies slain by his own hand. Paying the iron price, it was called.
席恩摸摸金鏈，他竟然忘了。那是好久以前的事了啊……依照古道，女人可以花錢買裝飾品打扮自己，然而戰士所穿戴的飾品，必得從自己殺死的敵人身上奪來，所謂“付鐵錢”是也。
You blush red as a maid, Theon. A question was asked. Is it the gold price you paid, or the iron?
“席恩，你臉紅得跟閨女一樣。我再問你一遍：你付的是金子，還是鐵錢？”
The gold, Theon admitted.
“是金子。”席恩坦承。
His father slid his fingers under the necklace and gave it a yank so hard it was like to take Theon's head off, had the chain not snapped first. "My daughter has taken an axe for a lover," Lord Balon said. "I will not have my son bedeck himself like a whore." He dropped the broken chain onto the brazier, where it slid down among the coals. "It is as I feared. The green lands have made you soft, and the Starks have made you theirs."
父親伸手抓住項鏈猛力一扯，差點沒把席恩的脖子扭斷，幸好鏈子先掉。“我女兒的愛人是把斧頭，”巴隆大王說，“我絕不準我兒子打扮得跟個婊子似的！”他把項鏈丟進火盆，斷鏈滑入燃燒的炭火。“果不出我所料，青綠之地上你養尊處優，史塔克家把你變成跟他們一個樣！”
You're wrong. Ned Stark was my gaoler, but my blood is still salt and iron.
“你錯了，奈德·史塔克是囚禁我的獄卒，而我體內仍然流著海鹽與鋼鐵的血脈。”
