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Arya could see its colors more clearly now in the light of the burning town: a golden lion on red. "Lord Beric's sigil is a purple lightning bolt on a black field."
在全镇大火的照映下，艾莉亚清楚地看出了他旗上的标志：红底金狮。“贝里大人的家徽就是黑底紫色闪电！”
Suddenly Arya remembered the morning she had thrown the orange in Sansa's face and gotten juice all over her stupid ivory silk gown. There had been some southron lordling at the tourney, her sister's stupid friend Jeyne was in love with him. He had a lightning bolt on his shield and her father had sent him out to behead the Hound's brother. It seemed a thousand years ago now, something that had happened to a different person in a different life... to Arya Stark the Hand's daughter, not Arry the orphan boy. How would Arry know lords and such?
艾莉亚突然想起自己拿血橙丢珊莎的脸，把她那件蠢笨的象牙色丝衣染得都是果汁的那个早上。之前的比武大会上有个南方贵族，姐姐的蠢朋友珍妮被他迷得神魂颠倒，他的盾牌上便有个闪电标志，而且父亲还派他去把猎狗哥哥的首级带回来。这些都像是千年前的事了，好像是发生在另一个人身上，发生在另一个时空……发生在首相之女艾莉亚·史塔克身上，而不是孤儿阿利。阿利怎会知道这些宫廷逸事？
Are you blind, man? Yoren waved his staff back and forth, making the cloak ripple. "You see a bloody lightning bolt?"
“我说你眼睛是不是瞎啦？”尤伦挥舞手杖，抖动披风。“这上面哪来天杀的闪电？”
By night all banners look black, the knight in the spiked helm observed. "Open, or we'll know you for outlaws in league with the king's enemies."
“现今是晚上，所有旗帜看起来都是黑的，”尖刺盔骑士表示，“开门，否则你们就是和叛贼为伍的土匪！”
Yoren spat. "Who's got your command?"
尤伦啐道：“你们的头儿是谁？”
I do. The reflections of burning houses glimmered dully on the armor of his warhorse as the others parted to let him pass. He was a stout man with a manticore on his shield, and ornate scrollwork crawling across his steel breastplate.
“是我。”众人让开路来，房舍焚烧的火光在他战马的铠甲上阴暗地闪烁。这人生得矮胖，盾牌上有个狮身蝎尾兽图案，精钢胸甲上则有华丽的涡形纹饰。
