Jaime was commanded to return to King's Landing to guard the queen and littlePrince Viserys, who'd remained behind. They had found a stagand a dozen coppers on Polliver, eight silvers on the pimply squire she'dkilled, and only a couple of pennies in the Tickler's purse. The wood should never have been allowed to creep so close. The horsemen on the flanks sawthemselves being abandoned and decided to fall back as well, not one so muchas blooded.
The sleepless night he'd spentwith Shae was making itself felt too, but most of all he wanted to stranglehis bloody royal nephew. Tyrion Lannister drank with the rest, emptying his cup on that first toast andsignaling for it to be refilled as soon as he was seated again. Clydas was shuffling amongst them withflagons of goats' milk and dreamwine, but Maester Aemon had not yet returnedfrom his morning call on Mance Rayder. Catelyn would have liked to embrace him, if only for a moment; to sit foran hour or a night or the turn of a moon to speak of the dead and mourn.
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