The king wore lambswool breeches and a quilted doublet, yet somehow he looked as stiff and uncomfortable as if he had been clad in plate and mail. His skin was
pale leather, his beard cropped so short that it might have been painted on. A fringe about his temples was all that remained of his black hair. In his hand
was a parchment with a broken seal of dark green wax.
Jon took a knee. The king frowned at him, and rattled the parchment angrily. “Rise. Tell me, who is Lyanna Mormont?”
“One of Lady Maege’s daughters, Sire. The youngest. She was named for my lord father’s sister.”
“To curry your lord father’s favor, I don’t doubt. I know how that game is played. How old is this wretched girl child?”
Jon had to think a moment. “Ten. Or near enough to make no matter. Might I know how she has offended Your Grace?”
Stannis read from the letter. “Bear Island knows no king but the King in the North, whose name is STARK. A girl of ten, you
say, and she presumes to scold her lawful king.” His close-cropped beard lay like a shadow over his hollow cheeks. “See that you keep these tidings to yourself, Lord
Snow. Karhold is with me, that is all the men need know. I will not have your brothers trading tales of how this child spat on me.”
“I’m going to show you how dangerous tigers are,” hecontinued. “I want you to remember this lesson for the rest ofyour lives.”He turned to Babu and nodded.
Babu left. Mahisha’s eyesfollowed him and did not move from the door he disappearedthrough. He returned a few
seconds later carrying a goat withits legs tied. Mother gripped me from behind. Mahisha’s snarlturned into a growl deep in the throat.
Babu unlocked, opened, entered, closed and locked a cagenext to the tiger’s cage. Bars and a trapdoor separated thetwo.
Immediately Mahisha was up against the dividing bars,pawing them. To his growling he now added explosive,
arrestedwoofs. Babu placed the goat on the floor; its flanks wereheaving violently, its tongue hung from its mouth, and its eyeswere
He untied its
legs. The goat
got to its feet.
The news of the pyramid explosion in Egypt has been buzzing in the past two days.
Many friends who want to travel to Egypt in the New Year are paying attention to
what’s going on. In fact, this mainly refers to the explosion near the Egyptian Pyramid at 6 p.m. yesterday, December 28.
A bus loaded with 14 people from Vietnam was driving along a section of the road near
the Giza Pyramid on the outskirts of Cairo when it was hit by a bomb, which resulted in three deaths and many injuries, including the driver of the bus.
So far no one or organization has claimed responsibility for the explosion, and the Egyptian police have made no substantial progress in their investigation. They only
know that the bomb placed behind a broken wall on the street is a homemade
improvised explosion. Although it is simple and indigenous, its power is not small. Half of the Vietnamese tour group’s cars are bombed.
Then, surprisingly, when Egyptian Prime Minister Madbury visited the victims and
contacted the Vietnamese Embassy, he said the following words: “Sometimes attacks like this happen, and it may happen again in the future. No country in the world can say 100 percent safe.”
For Prime Minister Madbury’s remarks, the Internet has been discussed by a large number of netizens, and even some netizens said that this is Egypt’s shirking
responsibility, so that many people want to travel to Egypt are disappointed. Some people also think that Prime Minister Madbury is telling the truth. No problem. So what do you think?
But let me remind you that tourists
who want to travel to Egypt
should pay attention to
safety and think carefully.