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Will there be pain? No, I'll make sure of that. That's good. I'd hate to die like your son. Clawing at my neck, foam and bile spilling from my mouth. Eyes blood red, skin purple. Must have been horrible for you, as a king's guard, with a father. It was horrible enough for me. A shocking scene. Not at all what I intended. You see, I'd never seen the poison work before. Tell Cersei. I wanted to know it was me. .