“Tyrion. My lord.
Should I take off my gown, or do you want to undress me?” She took another
swallow of wine.
The Imp turned away
from her. “The first time I wed, there was us and a drunken septon, and
some pigs to bear witness. We ate one of our witnesses at our wedding feast. Tysha fed
me crackling and I licked the grease off her fingers, and we were laughing when
we fell into bed.”