| Text | - "Lord Tywin wouldn't have been happy having him parade a bastard around."
- "Tell me about Lord Kevan."
- "Were you and Lord Keavan lovers?"
- "No son of his? Do you mean Nyall is not a Lannister?"
- "He's Lannister blood, sure enough." She sighs. "But more than blood makes a lord. He has none of Lord Kevan's loyalty or decency, only ambition."
- Myriah stares after Nyall, stricken. "Kevan Lannister loved his brother. He would never spill his blood for any gain. Nyall is no son of his."
- "In the Riverlands, we always heard Lannisters were cold, sly," she says. "Lord Kevan is not like that. He was a gentleman, and kind. But dutiful."
- "The Westerlands needs a lord with more ambition than duty."
- "Nyall grew up in Essos. He can never be a true son of the Westerlands."
- "Aye, though he was only third in line for the Rock, then," she says. "He wasn't even married yet. He said he'd bring me and the babe to Lannisport."
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