" I am not here for Cersei" . A drum began to beat behind them, slow, measured, funereal. Dead, it seemed to say, dead, dead. " I came to make my farewells. He was my father" .
" 我不是为瑟曦而来。" 在他们身后,一个鼓手敲打起来,节奏缓慢、整齐、充满悲哀。死了,它好像在低语,死了,死了。" 我是来道别的。为我父亲。"