" Your Grace, " said a greybeard with a stooped shoulder. " You are welcome here, but your men must leave their swordbelts. No weapons are allowed within, by command of the High Septon" .

" 陛下，" 一个驼背灰胡子说，" 我们欢迎您，但您的随从们必须解下剑。总主教大人的命令，武器不能进圣堂。"

" Steel, you mean, " said the man beside him, a greybeard whose left arm ended in a stump. " Swords. Axes. Aye, and bows, a hundred more bows, and men to loose the arrows" .

" 咱们要武器，" 那人旁边的灰胡子老人接。老人的左臂已被截掉，留下一截断桩。" 剑和斧子。啊，还要弓，一百张崭新的弓。并给咱们补充人手。"

" Two-and-twenty, and what of it? Father was not even one-and-twenty when Aerys Targaryen named him Hand. It is past time Tommen had some young men about him in place of all these wrinkled greybeards. Aurane is strong and vigorous" .

" 他二十二岁了！再说，争这个有意义吗？父亲当上伊里斯的首相时还不满二十一岁呢。是时候改变了，托曼身边应该多些活力充沛的年轻人，不能净是满脸皱纹的老骨头。奥雷恩很合适，他精力旺。"

" A list" . Cersei was amused by his presumption. " I can well imagine the sort of list you would provide me. Greybeards and grasping fools and Garth the Gross" . Her lips tightened. " You have been much in Lady Margaery's company of late" .

" 名单？" 瑟曦觉得挺有趣，" 我能想象得出你的名单。无非就是白胡子们、贪婪的蠢猪们——还有粗胖的加尔斯，对吗？" 她嘴巴一抿，" 最近，你上玛格丽那边去的次数太多了。"