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Loras was not sure what he was hoping to accomplish as he climbed the stairs to Jaime’s Lord Commander’s quarters at the top of the White Sword Tower, but his anger propelled him along, building and building until by the time Loras was pushing open the heavy wooden door, he could not even hide the fact that he was shaking.
“Our brothers are vulgar and craven,” Loras announced, and the look of mild exasperation on Jaime Lannister’s face only steadied Loras’s resolve. “We’re supposed to be a brotherhood, but they mock and they tease and they show me no respect though they know I am a better Knight than any one of them.” Loras straightened his shoulders and held his head high. “And you should know that Meryn Trant will be slow to regain use of his sword arm after today. I saw to that, but he should still be censured by the Lord Commander.”