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You follow the left path to a torch-lit cell. In the middle of the cell is a leather sling. A nude man, bound and blindfolded, waits in chains.

Although his eyes are hidden beneath the blindfold, you quickly recognise the man you are looking at. Tywin Lannister quivers at your approaching footsteps. His legs are held apart by chains, and his arms are tied behind his neck as he hangs in the sling. You wonder who he was waiting for.

“Mistress,” he squirms uncharacteristically. “I’ve been… waiting for you to come back. Please, my blindfold… take it off. I want to see you, mistress.”