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Tyrion was surprised to see Bronn standing beside the litter as well. "What are you doing here?"
提利昂看到波隆也在轿子旁，有些吃惊。“你来做什么？”
"Delivering your messages," Bronn said. "Ironhand wants you urgently at the Gate of the Gods. He won't say why. And you've been summoned to Maegor's too."
“给你送口信。”波隆道，“铁手报告诸神门那儿有急事，但他不肯细说。还有，梅葛楼也在召你。”
"Summoned?" Tyrion knew of only one person who would presume to use that word. "And what does Cersei want of me?"
“召我？”提利昂知道只有一个人敢用这个字眼。“瑟曦找我何事？”
Bronn shrugged. "The queen commands you to return to the castle at once and attend her in her chambers. That stripling cousin of yours delivered the message. Four hairs on his lip and he thinks he's a man."
波隆耸肩，“太后命你即刻返回城堡，到她的居室面见她。是你那乳臭未干的堂弟传的口信。呵，嘴上长了几根毛，就自以为成熟了。”
"Four hairs and a knighthood. He's Ser Lancel now, never forget." Tyrion knew that Ser Jacelyn would not send for him unless the matter was of import. "I'd best see what Bywater wants. Inform my sister that I will attend her on my return."
“几根毛，一个爵位。别忘了，他现下可是蓝赛尔‘爵士’。”提利昂知道除非事关重大，杰斯林爵士不会轻易催他过去。“我最好先瞧瞧拜瓦特那边。通知我老姐，我回来立刻去见她。”
"She won't like that," Bronn warned.
“她可不会喜欢。”波隆警告他。
"Good. The longer Cersei waits, the angrier she'll become, and anger makes her stupid. I much prefer angry and stupid to composed and cunning." Tyrion tossed his folded cloak into his litter, and Timett helped him up after it.
“很好。瑟曦等得越久，就会越恼怒，越恼怒就会越犯蠢。与其在她好整以暇、狡计盘算的时候见她，不如等她恼怒犯蠢以后。”提利昂把摺好的披风扔进轿子，随后提魅扶他上轿。
