Ser Gregor sat beneath it, mounted on the biggest horse Tyrion had ever seen. Bronn took one look at him and grinned. “Always follow a big man into battle.” Tyrion threw him a hard look. “And why is that?” “They make such splendid targets. That one, he’ll draw the eyes of every bowman on the field.” Laughing, Tyrion regarded the Mountain with fresh eyes. “I confess, I had not considered it in that light.”
