"All that," said Prince Oberyn, "and your father's fall as well. Pray tell me, when will the iustice be served?" "It's said there are to be seventyseven dishes served at the king's wedding feast." We were in Oldtown at your birth, and all the city talked of was the monster that had been born to the King's Hand, and what such an omen might foretell for the realm." "Enormity," the black-haired prince replied. Even so, I begin to see the nature of your complaint."
"Life would be much simpler if men could fuck themselves, don't you agree? And I can think of a few times when claws and teeth might have proved useful. Oh, and winter, and the long night that never ends."
"Famine, plague, and war, no doubt." Tyrion gave a sour smile. She's never been in any rush to claim me since, the gods know. "Her Grace learned charm at an early age," said Tyrion, amused by the notion of his sister claiming him as hers. I did have one, but he had it lopped off." It will delight him as much as it did me. He scratched at the scar of his nose and gave the Dornishman a taste of his "evil eye." Now why would he tell such a tale? Is he testing me, or simply twisting my cock as Cersei did, so he can hear me scream? "Be sure and tell that story to my father. The sun was shining bright above them, and the day was pleasantly warm for autumn, but Tyrion Lannister went cold all over when he heard that. "I try, but he refuses to learn." Tyrion gave a sigh. He shouldn't even have lived this long."' You shrieked, but it was only when your brother Jaime said, 'Leave him be, you're hurting him/ that Cersei let go of you. When I commented that you seemed a poor sort of monster, your sister said, 'He killed my mother/ and twisted your little cock so hard I thought she was like to pull it off. I believe she wanted to nurse you herself, ugly as you were. The same noise they make over cute kittens and playful puppies. Elia even made the noise that young girls make at the sight of infants, I'm sure you've heard it. After all the wonderful whispers, Lord Tywin's Doom turned out to be just a hideous red infant with stunted legs. Perhaps your head was larger than most but there was no tail, no beard, neither teeth nor claws, and nothing between your legs but a tiny pink cock. "You did have one evil eye, and some black fuzz on your scalp. "Cersei even undid your swaddling clothes to give us a better look," the Dornish prince continued. Lord Gargalen once told me he hoped to die with a sword in his hand, to which I replied that I would sooner go with a breast in mine." Your teeth were so long you could not close your mouth, and between your legs were a girl's privates as well as a boy's." Your head was monstrous huge, we heard, half again the size of your body, and you had been born with thick black hair and a beard besides, an evil eye, and lion's claws. "And well you might, since you were said to have one, a stiff curly tail like a swine's. "You've grown more amusing since last we met."
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