“Ser Jorah is now in Pentos, anxious to earn a royal pardon that would allow him to return from exile,” Robert explained. “Lord Varys makes good use of him.” “So the slaver has become a spy,” Ned said with distaste. He handed the letter back. “I would rather he become a corpse.” “Varys tells me that spies are more useful than corpses,” Robert said. “Jorah aside, what do you make of his report?”
