Tyrion gets to know the Starks of Winterfell a little better.
“Now, there is a price for my silence, my lady,” Tyrion began.
“I’m not a lady.”
“It’s just a courtesy, Arya, not an accusation…”
Tyrion took a breath and started over again as seriously as he could manage. “There is a price. For my silence.” He looked her in the eye to be sure she was listening.
“What price?” she asked.
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