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The old knight gazed into his cup, though what he might be looking for Dunk could not say.
""You told me your sons died fighting for the king"".
""And so they did. The rightful king, Daemon Blackfyre. The King Who Bore the Sword"". The old man's mustache quivered. ""The men of the red dragon call themselves the loyalists, but we who chose the black were just as loyal, once. Though now… all the men who marched beside me to seat Prince Daemon on the Iron Throne have melted away like morning dew. Mayhaps I dreamed them.
Dunk could not deny the truth of that. Until this moment, he had never met a man who'd fought for the Pretender. I must have, though. There were thousands of them. Half the realm was for the red dragon, and half was for the black. ""Both sides fought valiantly, Ser Arlan always said"". He thought the old knight would want to hear that.
Ser Eustace cradled his wine cup in both hands.
""That's as it may be, m'lord"", said Dunk, ""but things went the way they went. It was all years ago, and you were pardoned"".
""Aye, we were pardoned. So long as we bent the knee and gave him a hostage to ensure our future loyalty, Daeron forgave the traitors and the rebels"".