#ser dontos

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Joffrey- Well struck Dog! Did you like that?
Sansa- It was well struck, Your Grace.
Joffrey- I already said it was well struck.
Sansa- Yes, Your Grace.
Joffrey- Who’s next?
Herald- Lothor Brune, freerider in the service of Lord Baelish. Ser Dontos the Red, of House Hollard. Ser Dontos the Red of House Hollard!
Ser Dontos- Here I am! Here I am! Sorry, Your Grace. My deepest apologies.
Joffrey- Are you drunk?
Ser Dontos- No. I..no, Your Grace..I..I had two cups of wine.
Joffrey- Two cups? That’s not much at all. Please, have another cup.
Ser Dontos- Are you sure, Your Grace?
Joffrey- Yes, celebrate my name day. Have two. Have as much as you’d like.
Ser Dontos- I’d be honored, Your Grace.
Joffrey- Ser Meryn, help Ser Dontos celebrate my name day. See that he drinks his fill.
Sansa- You can’t!
Joffrey- What did you say? Did you say I can’t?
Sansa- I only meant it would be bad luck to kill a man on your name day.
Joffrey- What kind of stupid peasant superstition?
Sandor-The girl is right. What a man sows on his name day, he reaps all year.
Joffrey- Send him away. I’ll have him killed tomorrow, the fool.
Sansa- He is. A fool. You’re so clever to see it. He’ll make a much better fool than a knight. He doesn’t deserve the mercy of a quick death.
Joffrey- Did you hear my lady, Ser Dontos? From this day you’ll be my new fool!
Ser Dontos- Thanks you, Your Grace. And you, my lady. Thank you.

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