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"I'd not know," Brienne admitted. "I am my father's only child." Only son, she'd almost said once, and caught herself in time to keep from saying it, but not soon enough that Jaime did not catch it and deride her for it. She now found herself in a difficult position: it was not exactly the done thing for trueborn nobles to beg pardon of bastards for inadvertently drawing attention to their bastardy. "If the girls call him brother, that is enough for me. My oath is only to see them protected and safe. Lady Catelyn said nothing to me of which relatives she felt suitable for that task." A thought occurred to her. "If they are in the guardianship of their brother, now, then perhaps that promise is fulfilled, even though it was through no work of mine."