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noqueenbutthequeeninthenorth · 5 years

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For the Jonsa prompt: they spend a lot of time together, and people start to notice. ;)

This is literally a million years late and is set during S6-S7 because I cannot yet cope with the current season. I feel like you don’t even ship Jonsa anymore? Also it’s not even really a story so much as a few connected scenes. But here this is anyway: a fic in which Davos notices Jonsa, and notices LF noticing Jonsa.

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At first, Davos didn’t question it.

If he’d been through what Jon Snow had, he’d think twice before spending his time with, well, much of anyone, so it’s no surprise that Jon would stick close to his sister. The way they came together at Castle Black, their joy at their reunion, it was clear for all to see that they trusted each other. Since there was little enough for Jon Snow to trust just then, Davos could only be happy for the lad; his brothers in black had turned their backs on him, but at least he still had some family in the world.

It was apparent enough that the lady had known horror and betrayal too. She did not speak much to the men who followed Jon, always courteous but cautious, but once over supper, when he told her some of his history, she mentioned that she’d been in King’s Landing during the Battle of the Blackwater. She said she’d prayed for Stannis victory, for the defeat of the Lannisters. “Fate had other plans,” she said ruefully, and he thought of Matthos with a twinge of pain.

“How old were you?”

“Fourteen.”

No, Davos could not begrudge Sansa her reticence, her suspicion of others. Like Jon, she’d earned her wariness. And when her sworn shield — the one who killed Stannis — set off for Riverrun, it was only natural that she should turn to her brother for protection.

So Davos didn’t question it, not when they campaigned through the North, desperately seeking allies, and every time he turned around there were Jon and Sansa, side by side, sometimes deep in conversation, sometimes in the midst of a heated argument, sometimes silent and contemplative, their gazes communicating something their mouths could not. He did not question it when he left Jon’s tent in the evening and Sansa remained behind, always the last to depart, or when on Bear Island he’d woken very early and stepped out of his room to find Sansa in the corridor, just outside Jon’s chamber, her hands clasped together in front of her as she stared at the door. When she caught sight of him, she said in a firm voice, “I need to speak with my brother about something,” and he just shook his head and went back into his room. He was tired. They all were.

It was only once they’d won Winterfell and Jon Snow had been named King in the North that Davos began to wonder and to worry.

It was that scoundrel Baelish’s fault, for he’d been the one whose shrewd green eyes had done nothing but track Jon and Sansa’s movements for days. He watched them as they sat at the head of the Great Hall, addressing their bannermen; he watched them as they walked through the yard, supervising repairs; he watched them as they ate their suppers and drank their wine and shared their laughter. Baelish watched and watched and watched, and so Davos started to watch too.

The pair couldn’t spend all of their time together, even if they wanted to, for Lady Stark had a castle to run, and the king, when he was not warning of the coming war and strategizing in the hopes of their survival, spent hours training in the yard, sparring with those far less capable than him, as if he were still nothing more than a man of the Night’s Watch. But sometimes, when she had a free moment, Sansa would come to survey the sparring, looking cooly over the yard with Lady Brienne or Baelish at her side, and Jon’s eyes would rivet to her and remain fixed for much too long. There were other times when Sansa would praise Jon, comment on his skill with the sword or his handling of a lord’s request, and he would duck his head, hiding his face, something about his reaction too private to show anyone else.

Soon Davos realized that Jon had a way of looking at his sister, an affection so intense it was almost tangible, it almost took up half the space in the room. No, not affection: adoration. At times Jon even looked at Sansa with longing, and when she turned her attention on her brother, he practically vibrated to life, eager to speak with her, eager to challenge her. To step into her space and argue his point through heavy breaths.

When that happened, Davos couldn’t help but remember that he’d already lost one king to a woman with red hair.

Of course Sansa Stark was nothing like Melisandre, who was a murderess and a witch — except that Sansa too had beauty enough to make men thoughtless. It wasn’t just Jon. For all his supposed cunning, Petyr Baelish was shockingly open about his desire for Sansa, and whenever Jon wasn’t watching his sister with soft eyes, he was glaring at Baelish as if he might run him through with a look alone. Once, Davos had asked Jon whether he thought Baelish meant to ask for Lady Sansa’s hand and Jon had growled something incomprehensible and stormed out of the meeting.

Davos liked Jon. He believed in him. He was a good man, a better man than Stannis had been in the end.

He was also, it seemed, in love with his sister — and if he wasn’t more careful, soon everyone would notice.

Since the Battle of the Bastards, Davos hadn’t had many opportunities to speak with the Lady of Winterfell, and when one finally arose, he was all too conscious that her new shadow, Petyr Baelish, might appear at any moment. So too might her brother.

It was evening. She was in her office, or rather, the office she shared with Jon, but for once Jon was not there with her, bent over some letter or another, likely begging for more men to join the fight against the dead. Tonight, Sansa was looking over accounts, judging by the book filled with columns of figures laying open on her desk, but from the moment Davos entered the room, he had her full attention.

“What can I do for you, ser Davos? Are you looking for Jon?”

“Ah, no, my lady.” He pitched his voice lower, wary of ears in the walls. “It’s you I’d like to speak with.”

“Very well. How can I help you, then?”

“I’ve gotten to thinking,” he began, choosing his words carefully, “that now may be the right time for His Grace to think about taking a wife.” Before she could respond, he continued, “A Northern girl, maybe, to keep their favor. I know that your brother’s marriage was … unpopular amongst his people.”

Nothing showed on her face; she was like stone, like ice, the cold blue of her eyes enough to burn.

“Has Jon told you he wants to marry?”

“No.”

“Have you been approached with a marriage offer for Jon?”

“Well, no, not as such.”

“Do you have reason to believe the support of the Northern lords is wavering?”

“No, my lady, I don’t.”

“Then tell me,” she said, her voice clipped and hard, “why you think, as Jon establishes his rule and prepares for the coming war, he ought to spend time trying to find a suitable wife. Don’t you imagine that’s something that can wait until the war is done?”

With a sigh, he asked, “Do you mind if I speak freely, my lady?”

“Go ahead.”

He bit the inside of his cheek. He could hardly tell her that her brother was in love with her, and nor could he accuse her of being in love with him (if he did such a thing, she’d probably be within her rights to have Brienne lop his head off), but he had to find a way to caution her about Baelish, whom he half expected to slither out from the shadows at the very mention of his name.

“I am concerned about your allies from the Vale,” he said at last, and saw her brow crease in confusion before smoothing out once more. That wasn’t what she’d expected to hear.

“You’re referring to Lord Baelish?”

“I am.”

“He hasn’t — ” She shook her head. “What does he have to do with Jon marrying?”

“I’m afraid he will try to sow dissent among Jon’s followers. He seems to have a, er, keen interest in you, my lady, and I worry he may use the relationship you have with the king to his advantage.” Her eyes narrowed, and Davos plowed on, “I only ask you to be cautious of Lord Baelish. He watches you, both of you. He’s looking for anything he can exploit. Be careful what you allow him to see.”

For a long moment she simply stared at him, a burning brightness in her eyes, before she rose to her feet, somehow even taller than he remembered, and her shuttered face was a clear dismissal.

“Thank you, ser Davos. I am aware of the kind of man Littlefinger is, but I will take your words under advisement. Now, if there’s nothing else … ”

The conversation was over. “No, my lady.” He scraped out a half-bow. “I thank you for your time.”

When he closed the door behind him, he sagged against it. Had she understood his warning? Had she realized what it was he truly feared? Did she even know herself how Jon looked at her, or how she sometimes looked at Jon? Or did she understand all too well what Davos meant, for there’d been something in the flash of her eyes that reminded him of a jealous lover? Had she and Jon already crossed that line? Surely not.

Davos scrubbed a hand over his face. He was too old for this. He’d been too old when it was Stannis he followed, and he felt decades older since then, after losing Matthos and Shireen, after losing Stannis himself.

It didn’t matter how old he felt, though, because he had pledged himself to Jon Snow, a good man, a good king, and if he had to tell the fool boy to stop whatever it was he was doing with his sister, then, by the gods, he would do his duty.

The next day, he intended to confront Jon. He’d hardly slept, working the words out in his head all night, trying to find a way to soften the blow. Jon had suffered; he had died. Such a thing must change a person, make him forget the laws of gods and men. This thing with his sister was wrong, of course, but he could be set on the right path again, surely. He could be reminded of what was right. Davos hadn’t been able to save Stannis from himself, but he would do better with this king. He had to.

Then came the letter from Dragonstone.

At first, it seemed too risky to let Jon go, but as Davos considered the possibilities, he began to see the value in it. The North did need allies, and badly, and a dragon queen would certainly be no small get. What’s more, rumor had it she was the most beautiful woman in the world, and a queen would make a fine match for a king — a much finer match than his own sister.

He didn’t want to be overhasty. The dragon queen may have already accepted a marriage offer, and even if she hadn’t, there was no reason to suppose she wished to marry. Jon would certainly need convincing. Still, when Jon came to him with a grave face to talk about dragonglass and alliances, with a pained look in his eyes as he spoke of leaving Sansa alone in the North, Davos knew what he had to say.

“I think it best you accept the invitation, Your Grace.”

Jon’s expression was still grave as he looked down at the scroll, unfurled across the table, but Davos suspected his king had already memorized the words written in Tyrion Lannister’s neat hand: the offer, the trap, whatever it was. “I’ve only just gotten Winterfell back.” Jon squinted thoughtfully at the scroll, then at Davos. “I can’t leave it already. I can’t leave it undefended.”

“It will hardly be undefended,” Davos replied, before adding meaningfully, “and neither will your sister. That’s what you truly fear, isn’t it?”

Jon went still.

“I don’t pretend to be a godly man, Your Grace.” Davos met his eyes, willing him to understand that what he said was said with care — for him and for Sansa both. “But I know wrong when I see it. Your sister … ”

Color rose to Jon’s cheeks as he turned his face away. “It’s nothing.” His chin dropped, his gaze landing on the floor or his feet, refusing to lift even when Davos stared at him expectantly. “It’s — ” His voice sounded strange, and then, after a long pause, he rasped out, “Does she know?”

Davos felt his eyebrows raise. “Lady Stark, you mean?”

A nod. “Does she?”

Davos considered these words, relieved to know that there’d been no affair at least, no trysts in all those long moons of their closeness. Jon thought his sister unaware of his feelings, and maybe she was. Maybe she was unaware of her own feelings too.

“I don’t believe so, no,” Davos said. “But for both of your sakes, you can’t let her know. You need … you need some distance, I think. You need to focus on the coming war. Staying here, with her, will only make matters worse.”

Jon blew out a breath, his shoulders slumping, and he tapped his fingers on the scroll. “So,” he said, “I go to Dragonstone?”

“Aye. Go to Dragonstone. Do it for her, if you won’t do it for the alliance. Go to Dragonstone, and let your sister go.”

It was only later, when Jon gave Sansa the North, his eyes too earnest, too warm, her pretty face unusually open in its pain, that Davos realized his mistake. For when Jon proclaimed Sansa his regent, he pledged his loyalty and his love in words his bannermen may not have understood, but Davos did — and so did Petyr Baelish. Jon gave Sansa control of the North, and with it gave away the truth of his feelings, and the smirk that spread across Baelish’s face just then made Davos’s stomach go cold.

Davos had solved one problem, but he had most certainly created another.

#my fic #prompt fill

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selfiealien-moved · 6 years

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Not A Hero | Chapter 1/1

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Summary: “Maybe I don’t want to play hero anymore!” It’s The Doctor’s choice, the planet, with all these people, or Rose Tyler.

Word Count: 1,030

A/N: This is probably the angstiest thing I have ever written. Bit dark too honestly. Not entirely sure how I feel about it but I hope you guys like it!

“How long do we have?” Rose asks, and her voice is shaky. She is fighting back tears as the band around her chest tightens. They’ve faced daleks, the devil, cybermen, and here they are going to die because of a mining colony with a drill just about ready to blow.

If it didn’t completely blow the planet apart, thousands would still die, unless apparently they rerouted the power from the drill to the control room. Rose wasn’t entirely sure how it would work, The Doctor was rambling and hard to follow as usual, but she did understand one thing, the room would blow, with them in it.

The Doctor grunts and runs fingers through the disaster he calls his hair, trying and failing to scan with the sonic. She knows its bad when he doesn’t try to grin at her, he doesn’t say they’ll be fine, he simply says. “Not long.”

Rose tries to fight back the tears but one or two escape anyways. She thinks its pretty justified, seeing as they were about to die. He only spoke this way once before, on game station, when he knew there was no more hope. The only reason they survived was Bad Wolf, and she’s pretty sure she can’t do that again. They’re going to die.

The stuff of legends they are, and they can’t figure out a better way. Legends just about always die she supposes, its how they become legends.

Her mind wanders to her mother, Mickey, Shireen, all the places she’s seen, all that she’d done. She’d never see any of them again. Even so. “I wouldn’t have missed it for the world you know. Not back then, and not now.”

Something in him seems to snap at those too familiar words. His eyes go wide with a madness she hadn’t seen since he regenerated. He grabs her shoulders and shakes her, as though willing her to listen. “We can get out of here you know. The TARDIS, she isn’t too far away, we can make it. You and I, we can keep running and- and eating chips and Christmas dinners better with two, right?“

She holds his arms. “If we leave now, everyone dies. This thing overheats and everyone’s gone. Can you really live with that Doctor? You and I both know you couldn’t. You help, you don’t hurt.”

The mania calms slightly, only to be replaced with something Rose has never seen in the doctor’s eyes before. Tears. He pulls away from her and throws the first thing he can get in his hand, its some sort of futuristic wrench. She flinches when it hits the wall.

“Well maybe I don’t want to play hero anymore! All of these people I help, and for what?” He leans in closer to her, and she is rather proud of herself for not flinching away. “I can’t lose you. I won’t- I won’t be the reason Rose Tyler dies.”

His eyes are far less manic, but an all too familiar war is going on behind them. The same look she saw years ago (was it really that long? Hard to tell) the one he wore as he told her ‘I could save the world, but lose you.’ She doesn’t know how she feels about this man, who is so ready to raze planets all for her. It scares her for a brief moment, until she looks back into his eyes, sees the pleading there. He’s still him, he’s still The Doctor, her best friend no matter what, the love of her life.

She’s not too sure how she would react if their roles were reversed. Could she choose the lives of many over him? She doesn’t dare to dwell on the answer. Instead she holds her head high, and she feels faintly like the nineteen year old she once was, staring down the barrel of a gun asking him what the hell he was turning into.

“And neither of us can be the reason this world dies.” She takes his hand. “All of these people, all with their ordinary lives. Didn’t you once say those were sacred? Taxi at two A.M.?” She knows she’s winning when he doesn’t argue. She takes his face in her hands, and he closes his eyes, as though savouring her touch. “If you could promise them to save their lives, you can sure as hell save this planet. Whether they caused this problem or not.”

“You could go yourself you know, to the TARDIS. I could stay here and-“

“No. I made my choice, I’m never gonna leave you. Even if it means d- death.” He flinches at her words but nods slightly. The likelihood of making it back to the TARDIS was slim now anyway. The explosion was imminent. She placed a kiss on his cheek and pushed him back. “Now, what do we need to do?” Her voice still wavers slightly, but there is a determination in her eyes no one could argue with.

He flips back into determined doctor mode. “If you hold those wires over there- no the yellow one not the blue one- yeah thats it, and connect it with the red one while I hold these over here, well, that’ll do it. I hold these together and the heat gets ventilated to here and away from the core of the planet. Boom. Suppose its a nice way to go, better than burning, or drowning, oh or acid pool. ” He’s stalling, they both know it.

“Doctor.” She says simply, and he nods.

“Right, well, allonsy Rose Tyler!” He waits for her to connect her cables, and watches as she turns and begins to fade.

“Doctor!”

“I’m sorry Rose. Teleport. But if I have to play hero, then I suppose I’ve got to save the damsel in distress.” Rose growled but before she could say anything she was gone.

He continued rambling as he walked back to the wires. “Cause you were right Rose Tyler! I can’t live knowing I didn’t do this, but I can’t die with you either. Bit poetic I suppose, met you because of an explosion, my world, your job, now I’m leaving for the same reason.”

He touched the wires together.

Rose Tyler screamed.

#rose tyler #the doctor #tenth doctor #rose x doctor #for the record i dont think rose is a damsel in distress and i dont think the doc thinks so either hes just being an ass #ficandchips #slightly dark! doctor #and rose being the voice of reason as usual #tenth doctor x rose tyler #my writing

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anonwriter27 · 7 years

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Chapter 13 :)

Myrcella looked beautiful the day of her baby shower, a vision in white, like an angel, Robb’s angel. The place looked amazing, with it being her first grandchild, Catelyn was determined to spoil them rotten, Myrcella had to stop herself from devouring the tower of cakes and donuts.

Everyone they loved had been invited to the shower; Robb’s uncle Edmure and great uncle Brynden had come from the Riverlands while his uncle Benjen took time out of his travels to celebrate with them. Unfortunately Rhaegar and Lyanna couldn’t make it, they lived in Bravos now and couldn’t make the flight back, they did however send an array of gifts to the young couple as an apology.

Myrcella had a surprising amount of family members attend. Tommen, of course, was there, but also her uncle Tyrion and her grandfather Tywin. Although Tywin was a solemn man, he still valued family, and a new addition was something to welcome (even though he had complained numerous times that the child was going to be born out of wedlock).

Renly, Myrcella’s uncle from her fathers side, came with his fiancé Loras; they had brought Shireen, her younger cousin, with them, her father Stannis not being one for family occasions.

“Baby is kicking.” Myrcella laughed and Loras went to put his hand on her stomach. “Wow that’s one hell of a kick! I think karate is in this ones future.” He joked. “I hope not! I don’t want my baby fighting.” “Your going to be a good mother Cella.” Renly complimented and she smiled at him.

Myrcella didn’t have any friends that weren’t now family, but Robb had Samwell Tarly and Small Jon Umber attend as well. They had been old war buddies and Myrcella loved talking to Sam, he was friendly and clumsy, similar to Myrcella.

Everyone got along well. Catelyn and Tyrion talked to each other like proud parents, Tommen had joined Sansa and Arya’s group, enjoying the red heads company. Sam was talking to Yrgitte and Myrcella about his time at the Wall and Rickon had included Shireen in his and Jon’s conversation, while Renly and Loras easily fell into conversation with anyone they came across.

“A new member of the Lannister legacy.” Tywin said proudly to Myrcella. “He or she will be a Stark grandad.” “Yes yes, but they will have Lannister blood.” He argued. “And Baratheon and Tully...” She said under her breath.

“Myrcella? Someone’s at the door for you.” Bran thankfully interrupted.

She went to get up, Jojen helping her stand. He’d become her little assistant lately and she was grateful for his help. She walked to the door silently praying it wasn’t the stripper gram Ygritte had threatened to order.

“Uncle Jaime!” She squealed and went to hug her uncle. He had ticked ‘no’ on the RSVP as she had expected him to; although he was getting better he still couldn’t stomach family gatherings, his arrival had surprised her.

“I didn’t think you were coming.” “I hadn’t intended to… I wanted to….but um..” “I know.” She assured him. “What made you change your mind?”

He shifted nervously, unsure of how to tell her.

“Myrcella… your mother knows your pregnant.” He paused, “She heard about the baby shower and I feared she might attend. So I thought…”

“You would come here to stop her.” She said, connecting the dots. “I tried to reason with her.” He promised. “I don’t think anyone can these days.” Myrcella said sadly, “No matter, will you come in for a slice of cake? You don’t have to stay long if you don’t want to, but I’d like you to meet Robb.”

He smiled at that, “It’s only right I congratulate the man.” He said and walked in with her.

Robb recognised him immediately, having seen pictures of him in Myrcella’s photo album. He looked nervous and unsure; Robb respected him for doing this, he knew what it was like to push yourself away from everyone, it took a lot of courage to let people back in again.

Tyrion noticed his brothers arrival and stood by his side, Tyrion’s presence had always made Jaime feel a little calmer.

“You must be Jaime Lannister.” Robb said. “And you must be the young wolf.” Jaime said, referring back to Robb’s nickname in the army, “My command heard about you during the war, it’s nice to see my niece found a good man.”

“Thank you.” Robb said, Myrcella at his side beaming with pride at her uncle’s compliment.

The four enjoyed each other’s conversation, Jaime finally relaxing in other people’s company; that was until he heard the sound of distant thunder.

“How quaint.” They heard from the doorway, they turned to see Cersei looking around the room.

“And so peaceful until…” Renly sang in a whisper to Loras, downing his beer in preparation.

Catelyn walked over to Myrcella, “I swear I did not invite her.” “I know.” She assured Catelyn, “She’s always been one for an entrance.”

“Myrcella, look at you.” Cersei walked up to her daughter ready to place her hands on her stomach, but Myrcella took a step back.

Myrcella Baratheon was good at protecting others, she always had been; however, she rarely ever protected herself. That was about to change though, Myrcella had to protect herself, because she had to protect her child.

“Mother,” she smiled and grabbed her hand, “I think there’s been a mistake.” She said sweetly in a hushed voice.

“And what would that be?” Cersei asked. “You see, this party is invite only, I’m afraid you didn’t receive an invite.”

Robb watched her in awe, finally she is standing up to her, he thought.

“But my dear I’m your mother.” Cersei said pointedly.

Myrcella looked her mother dead in the eye.

“Well, when you start acting like a mother, I’ll start considering you as one.” Myrcella said in her sweet voice.

Sansa clasped her hand around Arya’s mouth before she could shout ‘burn’ at Cercei, while Gendry and Tommen looked proud of their sister.

“I’m that child’s grandmother.” “You could have been, but my child won’t go through what you put me through. My child will be loved mother, until you can prove you’re capable of that, I’m sorry but you are to stay away.”

Jon and Ygritte had to hide behind Bran and Jojen to hide their smiles, though Bran was having difficulty covering up his own.

Tyrion walked up to his sister.“I think that’s your cue to leave.” This angered Cersei.

“I will not be told what to do by you of all people! Believe what you want Myrcella, but I was protecting you! Do you think this world is kind? I was preparing you for the real world, something these Starks would never understand. The world is full of people like your father, uncaring and cruel, I had to make you see that.”

If that is true, mother, then why is it that the only one who has ever been cruel to me is you or Joff? Dad can be uncaring, I’ll give you that, but he’s never intentionally hurt me like you.” Myrcella stated, as though she was realising these things just now.

“So what? Your going to take life lessons from the imp? Is that it?” Upon hearing the cruel nickname her mother had given her uncle, Myrcella’s sweet disposition faded.

“If you have a child like him, that wolf of yours won’t want either of you! You’ll be cast aside faster than I can say I told you so.”

“Get out.” Robb said, his tone nearly frightening Myrcella.

“Fine, you think I want to be a part of that kid’s life. It’s a Stark, half savage, why should I care about it?” She rambled on hopelessly.

Before she could say anymore, Myrcella pulled down on her mother’s hand and brought her inches away from her face, “Insult my child again, and I promise you, you will regret it.”

No one had ever seen this side of Myrcella, Robb’s father would have called it wolf’s blood. She was a she wolf protecting her pup.

Robb rubbed Myrcella’s shoulder and stepped in front of her. “You will not be told again.” He warned Cersei.

“But…” She started. “You’ve embarrassed yourself enough for one day,” Tywin scolded her, “Do as they say, I’ll have words with you later.”

No one questioned Tywin Lannister, she turned and left, the party returning to its previous state of happiness, grateful that the storm had been lifted.

“So,” Sam began, “Do we know if it’s a little prince or a princess yet?” Myrcella giggled, “We’ve decided to wait, much to Catelyn’s disappointment.” Catelyn rolled her eyes but smiled.

“What about names?” Sansa asked eagerly. “Well,” Robb started, “We both like Rosie for a girl.” Robb was already in love with the idea of a little girl with Myrcella’s big green eyes. They would be his girls.

“And for a boy?”

Robb thought about it, “We haven’t actually decided….”

“Ned.”

He turned to look at Myrcella, “Eddard on the birth certificate.” She continued.

All the Starks looked at her, Catelyn with tears in her eyes, his uncle Benjen looking at them both proudly. Robb looked her in the eye and asked, “Are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure. Your father was a great man, it’ll do him good to have a name to live up to.” She said smiling.

He kissed her, not caring that anyone else was in the room. “Thank you.” He said, and he meant it. It wasn’t just a thank you for the name, but for the wonderful life she had given him.

“Your very welcome.” She said, and kissed his forehead. It was then they noticed Jon and Rickon handing money over to Bran.

“What did you bet on this time?” Robb asked exasperatedly.

“They bet you’d name your child after them,” Bran said, “I bet that you wouldn’t.” He finished smugly.

“I bet they’ll name their next one after me!” Rickon yelled. “Your on!” Jon said, and the pair joined in an aggressive handshake. “Oy Vey.” Jojen said as he noticed the eager look on Bran’s face.

#robbcella #robb x myrcella #robbstark #myrcella baratheon #bran x jojen #jon x ygritte #sansa stark #arya x gendry #jaime lannister #tyrion lannister #tywin lannister #renly x loras #sam tarly #game of thrones #modernau #tommen baratheon #rickon stark #anonwriter27

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sheikah · 7 years

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7.02 Thoughts

"Stormborn” exceeded my expectations in every way. There is so much I absolutely loved about this episode and I think that there was something incredibly moving in each storyline. I think my favorite thing about this episode is that it finally confirmed some things that I have been thinking and also arguing for quite some time! The rest is under the cut because those of you following me know brevity is not my strength haha.

Our first scene was intriguing to me from the very beginning. The sounds of the storm raging outside Dragonstone fit well with the episode title, “Stormborn.” I like that because it emphasizes how far Dany has come! She got that name from being born on Dragonstone during the worst storm in memory, and now she has returned to her birthplace at last.

It was interesting to me that she said it didn’t feel like home at all, that it wasn’t really her home. This lined up with aspects of Dany’s character I have been trying to show her detractors for a long time. Dany cares about taking the throne not because she is hungry for power but because she craves a home and a sense of belonging.

I’ve been arguing for months that after the war, Dany might realize that the throne isn’t what she wants. That restoring her family’s good name and legacy and righting the wrongs of Westeros is enough for her. What she really wants is “the house with the red door,” a place where she can feel safe, secure, and rooted. And while she might have thought Dragonstone would be that place, it isn’t. I don’t think King’s Landing will be either. Because home to Dany will be family and security, something that has always eluded her and something that she will (I strongly believe) find in the long run with Jon.

Anyway, moving on! Let’s talk more about the storm. I have seen anti Dany people arguing that the storm foreshadows a turbulent rule for her. I disagree. First and foremost I think the function of the storm is what I have just been talking about--a callback to Dany’s famous birth. She’s Stormborn and this is the birth and beginning of her conquest. But additionally the storm is meant to show the tension of her conversation with Varys.

This is the one and only negative thing I have to say about the episode--this conflict was very poorly timed and strange to me. Varys has been working for Dany for months now, and while she was a Dothraki prisoner for most of that time, they spent an entire sea voyage together. Why is she choosing this moment to angrily confront him and doubt his loyalty and sincerity?

But we can’t judge Dany for not knowing what we, the audience know: that apparently Varys is a genuine and good man who truly does seek to serve the realm and the realm first.

But aside from the timing I really enjoyed this exchange and think it was a necessary one. I am tired of seeing arguments that Dany is an evil, murderous tyrant when in reality she is a strong and righteous ruler. This scene confirmed that. When Varys told Dany bluntly that his loyalty only lasts as long as her goodness, she didn’t dismiss him from her service. She ASKED HIM TO CALL HER OUT WHEN SHE STEPS OUT OF LINE! You guys, this is huge! Dany is humble enough to admit that like any human, she can and will make mistakes, and she wants her advisers to be honest with her instead of tiptoeing around issues. Because she genuinely wants the same thing Varys wants--whatever is best for the people.

Yes, she said she’d burn him if he betrayed her. Is that so bad? People who commit treason die in this society. That rule is by no means unique to Dany.

So overall I really enjoyed this conversation and what it revealed to us about Dany as a queen in Westeros and Varys’s loyalty. But my favorite part about the Dany scenes was actually Tyrion! Dany and Tyrion have become my favorite GoT brotp, sadly replacing Davos and Shireen (RIP sweet baby girl, you deserved better). Dany needs Tyrion. I am a crazy Dany fangirl but I’m humble enough to admit that. She’s still young and she needs him to talk her off the ledge when she gets a little too “fire and blood,” and I’m glad she has him.

The scene in the meeting room when she defended him to Ellaria Sand was really rewarding and I loved how moved Tyrion was when she quoted him and said, “I am not here to be queen of the ashes.” He admires her so much and she is taking his teachings to heart. I love it.

I also love Dany’s council!!! She has a council of mostly badass women including WOC, a bisexual pirate, and a grandma. Like everyone is represented hahaha it’s AMAZING. And even her men--all three of them have some sort of physical disability. It makes me happy to see so many different people represented in her inner circle. And the moment when she asked if they were with her and they all said yes was wonderful. I almost cried.

When Dany hung back with Olenna I was surprised by the conversation. I am someone who read the plot leaks and they suggested that this conversation would feature Olenna trying to lure Dany off of the more peaceful and level-headed path Tyrion has set her on and instead try and make her go crazy and be more violent. To me the fact that the leaks interpreted it this way just shows how uncomfortable people still are with assertive women. Especially old, assertive women since Olenna was doing the talking. That talk was harmless and sweet and I loved how Olenna was taking Dany under her wing, telling her to be true to herself, and schooling her in how to play the Game. Because at the end of the day, what she said is true. It doesn’t matter if you’re loved. It didn’t matter that Margaery was. Toughness is just as important as love.

Okay last part of Dany scenes. Melisandre meeting was really cool. The fact that “prince” is gender neutral is fantastic and huge, and I love that Missandei got to step in and say her piece. A friend pointed out (and it’s true) that this makes no sense because Dany is like a native speaker basically (I know she didn’t live in Valyria but she calls it her ‘mother tongue’) so she should have known this better than Missandei. Anyway, I like that now a theory I’ve been supporting for awhile is basically confirmed--Dany and Jon are both TPTWP. Or rather, Dany is Azor Ahai (having sacrifice Drogo and Rhaego to birth the dragons as Lightbringer) and Jon is TPTWP--and those two are not the same person. Melisandre told us they both have a part to play, and it would be fitting with the story so far for us to have multiple heroes of the Dawn, not just Jon.

Which brings me to the most important moment of all: Dany already crushing on Jon Snow courtesy of the apparent new captain of this ship, Melisandre. Dany saying, “He sounds like quite a man,” is all of us. Let’s face it. I am so excited for them to meet. This is something I’ve wanted for YEARS. Y E A R S.

Oh and speaking of important meetings at Dragonstone, Grey Worm and Missandei were absolutely adorable. I loved it so much. Grey Worm’s declaration that he never feared anything until meeting her was so sweet and such a memorable line. And as far as GoT sex goes, I thought it was loving and tasteful and much better than what we had in earlier episodes between other characters. I am so happy for them :’)

So moving on to Jon. His scenes were great again this episode. We can now safely say that resurrected!Jon is a much more assertive man than he was before. This isn’t to say he was ever a coward. But I wouldn’t call Jon quiet anymore.

I am so happy that he has fond memories of Tyrion. Their friendship is one of my favorites and I love them both dearly so I am glad that he still trusts him, which we can see from his reaction to Tyrion’s summons. I also really liked that Davos basically told Jon that he has good reason to visit Dany. It’s good to hear one person in favor considering what happened next.

I am annoyed but not surprised by the Northern lords being so opposed to Jon’s journey South. I really have to wonder what they think they could do against the WW on their own. I know that like Jon said, they haven’t seen the Army of the Dead for themselves. But the North’s forces are seriously depleted ever since the War of the Five Kings and the events thereafter. We know how small the Night’s Watch is, too.

So they should know that they need all the help they can get, and they should be grateful that Jon is brave enough to ride South in a time of so much uncertainty and political turmoil. I didn’t like Sansa saying that Dany wants to take the Seven Kingdoms and the North is one as if that’s a problem. I don’t think she realized the irony of this statement. The North IS one. They only rebelled because of the Lannister/Stark conflict. Otherwise, the North would be just as much a part of the kingdoms as everyone else, and I don’t think that Northern independence needs to be a priority at a time like this. Northern independence wouldn’t matter if the person ruling the Seven Kingdoms was just, and I firmly believe that Dany will be. (But I also believe that if Sansa is still in charge when Dany comes to power, she will gladly GRANT Northern independence as she promised to do for the Iron Islands for Yara).

But I think overall Sansa has good decision-making and has grown a lot from her experiences. In other words, I think it’s a good idea Jon chose to place her in charge of Winterfell while he visits Dany. She will do a good job, though Littlefinger will do his best to make sure something goes wrong. That bitch.

Speaking of, Jon choking him out will go down as one of my favorite moments in the history of this season haha it was AMAZING. And not to further reveal my weird Jon thirst but him being angry and rough is pretty much the hottest thing I’ve ever seen so. We are very lucky to have gotten this scene haha.

Overall I’m happy that 1. Jon was able to sway the Northerners to a grudging agreement with his course of action and 2. He didn’t let them talk him out of going. Isolationism is a sure way to get them all killed. 3. Jon finally admitted what I’ve been saying all along. I have gotten into so many arguments where people claim that now that we know that Jon is a Targaryen, learning this will lead him to challenge Dany for the Iron Throne in season 8. We can now lay that argument to rest where it belongs. (Although while we’re on the subject, even if Jon didn’t confirm that he dislikes ruling, I’m pretty sure that won’t matter in the long run anyway since I am 99% sure he and Dany are getting married at some point).

Meanwhile, the most boring plot point to me was at King’s Landing this week. Cersei’s long speech of lies about Dany was a very “fake news” moment and I hated it. I do think it was interesting that Randyll Tarly, certified douche, tried to gain the moral high ground on Jaime about the Red Wedding. This is the man who threatened to murder his own son if he didn’t go to The Wall because he didn’t want him to be the heir to his house. I think it’s interesting that he and the Lannisters will have this alliance though. But as someone who has read the leaks I know how this all pans out so I won’t say more on the subject.

Cersei and Qyburn with the dragon skulls PISSED ME OFF. This is such a messed up scene for so many reasons. First of all, that weapon is obviously scary considering what it might do to our dragon babies and I hate that. But the fact that they had a whole room of dragon skulls to test it on, and they chose to destroy the priceless relic that is the skull of the largest and most famous dragon in history, Balerion the Black Dread, is NOT OKAY. I was so angry and I think my friend drew an interesting parallel when he said it reminded him of Isis destroying priceless artifacts. Balerion is a huge part of Westerosi history as the dragon that Aegon used to conquer the Seven Kingdoms and unite them as one kingdom for the first time. He was so cool and Drogon is sort of like the next best thing, so I hate that possible foreshadowing that comes from destroying Balerion’s remains.

After the Lannisters we got to see what Sam is up to and I have to say this week was much more intriguing than last. Sam has become a certified badass, from stealing Heartsbane, to basically having a woman live with him against the rules of not one but two patriarchal institutions, to PEELING A MAN WITH NO ANESTHETIC. This scene was so brutal and disgustingly gory. I was gagging. It was needed though because it showed us the depth of Jorah’s love for and devotion to Dany. That he would undergo this procedure for her instead of just putting himself out of his misery as--the arch maester not-so-subtly suggested he do--is admirable. Also, Sam’s face during the surgery was one of the funniest things I have ever seen and such great acting from John Bradley-West. INTENSITY! And of course, the cut from the close-up of Jorah’s pus-filled surgery to the creamy pot pie was nauseating and brilliant. Such great editing/directing.

Speaking of pie, Arya reuniting with Hot Pie was absolutely adorable! I loved this scene so much. It was sweet when Hot Pie called her pretty because Arya is a girl who grew up being compared to Sansa and called ugly and “Arya Horseface” by pretty much everyone but her parents and Jon. So I like that he paid her this compliment :) It was a funny callback, too, when she said she’s made a pie or two herself--something Walder Frey was unlucky enough to sample :P

But the best part was the moment that Hot Pie told her that Jon and Sansa are still alive. Maisie Williams’ face in this scene was absolutely heartbreaking. Such real and believable shock. And about time, too! I think Arya needed some good news. We could see that she was broken and sad leading up to this scene. When she saw Hot Pie, who she hasn’t seen in years, she barely even reacted. She just said hi as if it was normal to run into him. So I think she needed a win, and finding out that her family, especially Jon, is still alive AND in Winterfell, was really satisfying to see.

Of course the show gives and it takes, so right after this we got the wolf scene. I didn’t know what to make of it at first. But in retrospect I really like it. Seeing Nymeria of course was super emotional and I’ll freely admit I cried a lot when Arya asked her if she recognized her. I was just weepy thinking that finally my fave badass little murder weapon was getting her doggy back. It hurt bad when Nymeria turned from her and walked away. I was devastated. But then Arya brightened and her saying, “That’s not you,” is such a significant moment and I am so glad it was included for a few reasons.

First one is the one D&D mentioned in the post-episode commentary. In season 1 Ned laid out this scenario for Arya of her growing up to marry well and be a proper lady and have babies. Arya said, “That’s not me.” So like Arya, Nymeria is too wild for this domestic life. This confirms something I’ve been speculating for a while--that whatever happens, the series probably won’t end with Arya happily settling down in Winterfell with her family. I think she’s going to be an adventurer for life. Like her wolf, she’s a leader, not a follower.

But I also like this scene because I feel like it tells us that “that’s not you” also applies to the argument I keep seeing that Arya has become cold, heartless, or “too far gone” since her training as a Faceless Man. Some people were saying after she killed the Freys that she was dark!Arya now and possibly irredeemable. But I think the Lannister soldier/Ed Sheeran scene + this one showed us that Arya is still fully aware of and in control of her identity and that she’s just as much the Arya Stark we’ve always known and loved.

This brings us to the Greyjoys and the Sand Snakes on their ship. At first this scene was frustrating to me. I’ve never liked Ellaria and her taunting Theon was really irking me. I think Theon has suffered more than enough and I really like him. I feel horrible for what he’s been through and just want him to be happy and well-adjusted. The punishment he’s received has far exceeded his crimes in my opinion. But I think this episode showed us that Theon will never really stop being Reek.

The romance that was about to start between Yara and Ellaria is cute I guess. I did laugh a lot when Ellaria started feeling Yara up and Yara just looked over at Theon and gave this massive shrug like, “I can’t help it that I’m irresistible, fam.”

But I’m glad it got interrupted because Yara can do better. I think she has more honor than someone like Ellaria.

But the Sand Snakes definitely got some karma for what they did to Myrcella and Trystane. WOW was the battle scene crazy. It was everything I wanted action-wise and the choice to do it at night with the flames just made it terrifying and so cool to watch.

Euron is every bit the deranged killer I was hoping to see and his ship, is SO BADASS OMG. I hated what he was doing but loved watching him do it?!????!

It does suck that two of the Sand Snakes are already dead because I was hoping their story would get better and now it can’t. But honestly they always bored me on screen so I guess at least that won’t happen anymore. Their plot was by far the worst adaptation the show has done yet.

The fighting during the sea battle was brutal and jarring and the Theon scene was absolutely heart-wrenching. I cried again when Euron had Yara. Because 1. I love Yara more than I can even describe. She is my sexy, badass, patriarchy-smashing pirate goddess. But 2. It really hurt to see Theon so conflicted. I know he wanted to save her but he is clearly suffering from PTSD from his time with Ramsay.

He was looking around at Euron’s men literally cutting parts off of and out of the defeated soldiers in what was grisly, screaming torture. He was triggered and reminded of being flayed by Ramsay, I’m sure. So I was surprised to see him jump ship (literally) but not angry with him. I totally understand why it happened. But it didn’t make it hurt any less to see that one, lone tear roll down Yara’s face as she realized he wasn’t going to help her, that she was doomed. And seeing Theon floating in the water churning in his own failure was awful.

Overall it was a horrible blow for the Greyjoys and for Dany’s forces in general and I am interested to see how she is going to try and manage damage control.

Lastly, the promo for next week!!!!!!!!!!

I can’t believe we are FINALLY getting Jon and Dany meeting after all this time. I just. I can’t believe it. And that one brief shot of Jon looking at her on the throne . . . You guys, he’s in awe. Seriously I couldn’t ask for more in terms of his very intrigued reaction when he laid eyes on her for the first time.

Also, as I mentioned earlier, we have the most outspoken and self-assured Jon we’ve ever seen and a Dany who has finally reclaimed her birthplace. They are both at their prime and they get to meet each other that way and I CANNOT WAIT FOR IT. You could see how much Dany’s interest was piqued when Mel described Jon liberating the wildlings the way she liberated slaves, when Tyrion told her about Jon’s family being butchered by the Lannisters the way hers was by the Lannisters and Baratheons.

The romance I have been waiting the better part of a decade for is about to happen and I am so blessed :’)

Anyway, as a whole I loved this episode so much, better than last week. And I think it’s only going to get better from here!

If you actually read all of this thanks haha sorry for the EXTRA! LONG! POST! What did you guys think of the episode? :)

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Recap: "Game of Thrones" - 7.02 'Stormborn'

Be a Dragon.

EW – Game of Thrones delivered on its promised faster pace of season 7 with an episode so crammed with major events, reunions, a riveting battle, deaths, and twists that it almost played like a season finale — yet this is only episode 2! After last week’s foreboding and stately premiere, “Stormborn” floored the narrative pedal, with nearly every scene delivering some kind of major consequence for our characters, setting the stage for a cross-section of battles and major power-player meet-ups. We start with:

Dragonstone: It was, quite literally, a dark and stormy night. Daenerys unexpectedly grills Varys about his loyalty because, let’s face it, on paper, his resume admittedly doesn’t sound very reassuring. That he’s a far bigger fan of King Robert than he was of her father doesn’t help either. “Incompetence should not be rewarded with blind loyalty,” shoots back Varys, in what sounds like a rare bit of modern political commentary from GoT. “You wish to know where my true loyalties lie?” he continues. “The people.” Tough to argue with that, and Dany doesn’t — though also threatens to burn him alive if he ever betrays her.

Hey, speaking of burning people alive, here’s Melisandre! She was last seen banished by Jon Snow and told to head south for killing Shireen. She went south all right, straight back to her former home that she used to share with Stannis Baratheon. I wonder if she still has some clothes there she wants to pick up.

The Red Woman is brought before Dany. She fills her in on the prophecy of Azor Ahai — a messianic figure in her Lord of Light religion; lived thousands of years ago, forged a flaming sword which he used to defeat evil; he’s prophesied to be reborn as the Prince That Was Promised, etc. etc.

Or perhaps it’s Princess That Was Promised? Experienced translator Missandei corrects Melisandre’s prophecy description.

Melisandre explains she thought Stannis was The One. Then she thought it might be Jon Snow. Now she’s not ruling out Dany either. For being some powerful Lord of Light sorcerer, Melisandre’s less confident in her Azor Ahai theory than most Game of Thrones fan blogs. Not to mention, Stannis would be so pissed if he died because of a grammar mistake.

Matchmaker Melisandre successfully gets Dany’s curiosity up about Jon Snow. Tyrion notes that he’s a decent man. She has Tyrion pen a letter to the King in the North requesting to see him and ordering him to “bend the knee” (and the Jon-Dany shippers lean forward). As much as I’d love to see Dany and Jon Snow meet, anything that Melisandre suggests based on prophecy I’m inherently wary about.

Winterfell: But not as wary as Sansa! Jon gets Tyrion’s letter — yeah, just like that. I’m pretty sure Westeros is now using FedEx instead of birds. There’s a subset of fans who always pay very strict attention to how much time characters should realistically take to get from one place to another (they’re still annoyed about Varys getting from Dorne to Meereen so fast last year). But if you try to apply your own Waze travel time estimates to characters in Westeros you’re going to go nuts. It’s probably best to just roll with it and appreciate that we’re not seeing a lot of horse-riding and campfire scenes this season.

Jon talks to Sansa about whether he should go and see her. Sansa says he shouldn’t do it, because Sansa is wrong about everything now (I kid — if we didn’t know Dany, we’d be rather wary about meeting her too; after all the fatal Stark blunders in recent years, “pulling a Stark” is probably Westeros slang for getting yourself stupid-killed).

At first, Jon is talked out of going. But then he gets another r-mail, this from Samwell, informing him that tons of precious dragonglass can be found at Dragonstone (which sounds like one of those facts that you hear and immediately feel stupid for not knowing it already).

Given the chances of scoring loads of White Walker kryptonite, Jon tells the lords in the Great Hall his plan to meet Dany. Everybody hates this idea, especially Sansa, who channels Admiral Ackbar to trap-warn him. Even cute Lyanna Mormont, who everybody loves every time she speaks, yells at Jon for knowing nothing.

Jon won’t be swayed. Frankly, he probably wants to get the hell out of there and have some new adventures anyway. He’s been looking miserable moping around Winterfell making tough political decisions while Sansa explains how stupid he is.

He does leave Sansa in charge, though, which seems to please her. One suspects this decision disappoints all the lord-bros who hang around that hall drinking all day because you know she’s going to make some changes around there.

Before he goes, Jon pays a visit to the family crypt. In slinks Littlefinger, who starts purring sweet nothings in Jon’s ear, and you can see him getting increasingly annoyed. Don’t think for a second Jon hasn’t noticed the conniving twerp’s smirking and eye-rolling in the back of his class.

Then Littlefinger creepily goes, “I love Sansa as I loved her mother,” which triggers the protective big brother in Jon to slam Baelish up against the wall and warn him to never touch his sister. Now it’s the Jon-Sansa shippers who lean forward (you pervs).

Jon Snow mounts up and takes off. We’re not sure if he’s ever going to see Winterfell again. But we’re confident now that Jon will meet the Dragon Queen who is also — we are led to assume from last season’s Bran-guided flashbacks — his aunt. This seems pretty important. Can’t Bran send Jon a letter since everybody else is sending him letters?

The Citadel: Ser Jorah isn’t doing so well. His greyscale has spread and the maesters aren’t very helpful. Sam tries to convince the grumpy Arch-Maester to let him try some radical treatment, but he won’t approve anything without several phases of successful FDA trials and suggests Ser Jorah just go kill himself. He explains this along with a bunch of facts and logical reasoning but I’m really starting to hate this guy despite being played by congenial Jim Broadbent; he’s like the epitome of an Ivory Tower out-of-touch elite.

Sam tries to cure Ser Jorah anyway because he’s awesome and believes in actually trying to do things. What follows is one of the grossest scenes in Game of Thrones, which is saying quite a bit. Sam peels off the greyscale with a knife in a procedure that looks super painful and pus-squirting disgusting. (I wonder why Sam doesn’t give the man some Milk of the Poppy; surely they have some of that laying around?) Sam finishes, but it’s unclear if this experimental Dr. House M.D-evil operation was successful. Perhaps every episode this season will have Sam tacklin some new revolting task, like a Westeros edition of Dirty Jobs.

Riverlands: Arya stops by a tavern and runs into a character we never expected to see again — Hot Pie! He’s arguably the luckiest person on the show. Everybody else is scheming and plotting and fighting and dying, while Hot Pie just continues riding out the action and making his meat-filled pastries You would think this is the last dish Arya would crave after chopping up Freys and baking them into a pie herself, but hey, a girl’s gotta eat.

Hot Pie also has a side gig as a Game of Thrones recapper, and he fills Arya in on seasons 2 through 6 (he does a decent job, though I would have thrown in Tyrion’s trial and Oberyn Martell’s arc because those parts were really cool). Arya is unsurprised about Cersei’s season finale mass-murder plot, while Hot Pie marvels at Arya, who’s now all hardened and gulping wine. “You’re pretty,” he coos, and Arya looks slightly struck; she’s not used to getting compliments.

But it’s learning that Jon Snow is back at Winterfell that really throws Arya for a loop. You can see her brain-gears turning: Hmm, murder Cersei or return to my home and reunite with my family after being kept apart for years? … That’s a toughie.

Later, Arya is accosted by wolves, but not just any wolves. Is it…? It is. Nymeria! Her long-lost direwolf who bit Joffrey that she was forced to chase off in the first season. They regard each other. “I’m finally going home; come with me,” she pleads. But Nymeria just looks at her impassively like a dog at a human who doesn’t have any snacks. Nymeria and her pack turn away.

“That’s not you…” Arya says, which is such a great line. Because the direwolf is Nymeria (and Arya knows it) but it’s also very much not Nymeria, because so much time has passed and the direwolf has changed so much. So has Arya, as we just saw in the scene with Hot Pie. The scene not only answers a long-time fan question but, even better, is used as a metaphorical mirror for Arya. As the episode’s writer Bryan Cogman says in this week’s interview with Williams about this scene, “they’re both lone wolves” (interview links are at the end of the recap).

So Arya continues her journey home. You know if she actually makes it to Winterfell, she’s going to be super pissed if Jon is gone and she’s stuck with Sansa.

King’s Landing: Cersei summons her lords for something she’s not typically very good at: trying to win people over that she considers beneath her. It’s a bit like Hillary Clinton trying to hang out with local voters in a swing state diner; this isn’t really her thing. Present are Randyll and Dickon Tarly — Samwell’s jerk father and his sorta-okay brother — whom we first met last season (Dickon was recast, by the way: Freddie Stroma played him in season 6; Tom Hopper stepped in for season 7). I love that Jaime mistakes Dickon’s name for Rickon, as if even Jaime Lannister have a tough time keeping all these damn character names straight.

Cersei smartly brands Daenerys as the return of homicidal Targaryen crazy, just like ol’ Mad King Aerys II. Sure Dany’s got a huge army and three dragons, but she’s also nuts and will kill everybody if they don’t stand up to her. Cersei is basically doing a negative campaign ad: Vote Lannister or the Targaryen Will Burn You Alive. Of course, Dany hasn’t hurt anybody in Westeros (yet) while Cersei blew up a Sept full of church-goers and her daughter-in-law. If anybody has been playing the role of Mad Queen around these parts, it sure ain’t Dany.

Mad scientist Qyburn takes Cersei down into the dragon skull room. This gorgeous set is a terrific treat for readers of George R.R. Martin’s novels. This room is described in detail in the very first A Song of Ice and Fire book, A Game of Thrones. The show didn’t have the budget to portray this in the first season, but it does now.

Qyburn reveals they have a dragon-killing secret weapon, a large spear-firing crossbow-like device that, if aimed just right, can pierce through a dragon’s eye into its brain — sorta like how that guy in the disappointing Hobbit trilogy took out Smaug. Cersei just found a way to potentially even the playing field.

Dragonstone: Daenerys has a strategy meeting with her advisors, the Greyjoys, Olenna, and Ellaria Sand. Hot-headed Ellaria wants to wipe out Cersei in King’s Landing, but Tyrion has warned against that strategy. He’s thinking that sending dragons to nuke a city probably isn’t the wisest course of action to rally the great houses to their side, and Dany agrees.

Instead, this is the idea: Strike the Lannister stronghold of Casterly Rock with the Unsullied and Dothraki army, thereby seizing Cersei’s homeland while she’s holed up in the Southern capital. Also, send the Greyjoys and Ellaria to lay siege to King’s Landing to starve out Cersei into surrendering (thereby avoiding the apparently lousy PR optics of having “foreign” forces attack the capital).

This sounds like great plan! Too bad it all goes to hell in just a few minutes. But great!

Olenna and Dany share a nifty scene together where she warns the queen against putting too much faith in clever men like Tyrion. “Commoners won’t obey you unless they fear you,” she warns. “The lords of Westeros are sheep. Are you a sheep? No. You’re a dragon. Be a dragon.” Olenna is an upper-crust blue-blood who believes you need to govern with strong-arm tactics and crush your enemies at any cost. Dany is trying to break the wheel as a reformist. But Sansa would totally retweet everything Olenna is saying.

As Tyrion said, Dany in “the great game” now. But the same could be said for nearly all our favorites. After six seasons of watching characters try to rule — and fail miserably — the core cast have gradually all stepped up into leadership roles to make the big decisions. We wonder if they’ve learned the right lessons.

Meanwhile, Missandei and Grey Worm might never see each other again. This leads to an extremely touching scene whereby stern Grey Worm finally opens up emotionally to Missandei about his feelings for her. “You are my weakness,” he says. Missandei appreciates that, but also wants more than nice words — she wants to get physical. The Unsullied commander is hesitant. This is like being asked to joust without a lance, so to speak. But he overcomes his shyness to lay with her. As Nathalie Emmanuel says in our interview, “amongst this chaos they’re like this beacon of something sweet and pure and beautiful.” We hope they are as satisfied as they can be given the limitations involved.

Greyjoy Ship at Sea: We get a moment with the Sand Snakes bragging about who they’re going to kill. This moment plays a lot better after you know what’s about to happen. Then it’s Ellaria and Yara flirting in a cabin. Theon tries to leave, but Ellaria wants to make him stand there and watch. Poor Theon, everybody always wants him to be an awkward voyeur for some reason.

Then… disaster. Euron has found them. What follows is a thrilling sequence from director Mark Mylod. One of my favorite things about GoT action scenes is they’re always unique from one another; this frantic fiery ship battle plays like nothing we’ve seen on the show before. The energy feels like a reflection of Euron, who gets one helluva entrance: His ship The Silence pierces the side of the Greyjoys’ vessel, then a manic screaming Euron rides its jaw-like walkway that clamps down on the ship, both preventing the ship from escaping and providing a way to board.

It’s apparent from the outset that the Greyjoys are being overrun. Euron is a bloody nightmare of psychotic rage-joy. Ellaria and her daughter Tyene are captured below decks, and Ellaria’s request for death is denied while Obara and Nymeria fight Euron (yes, the Sand Snake played by Jessica Henwick is named Nymeria… only Game of Thrones would have two characters with pivotal sequences in the same episode who are both named Nymeria).

Their fight is raw and brutal, with Euron turning their signature weapons against each other, piercing Obara with her spear while strangling Nymeria with her whip. Two of the three Sand Snakes are down, their bodies left to decorate the ship.

Euron also captures Yara despite her Glow-like flying pro-wrestling leap down on top of him. Theon spots them, and Euron tries to bait him into attacking. Euron has no fear. Theon is full of fear. Hot Pie and Nymeria the direwolf aren’t the only long-lost characters to return this week. Reek is back. And Reek does what Reek does — he flees, jumping over the side. Yara is heartbroken at the betrayal. But it was probably Theon’s wisest move given Euron’s fighting skills. Theon rushing at Euron would totally be pulling a Stark.

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Recap: "Game of Thrones" - 7.02 'Stormborn'

Be a Dragon.

Or perhaps it’s Princess That Was Promised? Experienced translator Missandei corrects Melisandre’s prophecy description.

So Arya continues her journey home. You know if she actually makes it to Winterfell, she’s going to be super pissed if Jon is gone and she’s stuck with Sansa.

This sounds like great plan! Too bad it all goes to hell in just a few minutes. But great!

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The 5 nicest things that happened on this week's 'Game of Thrones.'

Welcome to “A Song of Nice and Fire” Upworthy’s weekly series recapping one of the most brutal shows on TV. Since brutality is not really in our wheelhouse, Eric March has taken it upon himself to dig deep, twist and turn, and squint really hard to see if he can find the light of kindness in all the darkness. He may not always succeed, but by gosh if he won’t try his best.

Here’s what he found on this week’s "Game of Thrones."

If seven years of bumping around Westeros has taught me anything, it's that the game giveth, and the game taketh away. No more so than for those of us who recappeth the game on the internet.

Poor snowy horsemen. Image by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Last week was full of human kindness. This week, not so much. So ... I'm going to do things a little differently.

I'm going to summarize the down and dirty of what happened in each location. Then, I'm going to give the nicest person in that location special props. An award, of sorts. Named after the kindest, gentlest soul ever to visit there.

Let's give this a shot, shall we?

Dragonstone

The episode opens just a few days (weeks? months? What timescale are we operating at here again, anyway?) into Daenerys' triumphant homecoming to Dragonstone, where she and Varys are just not getting along.

The spymaster tries to whisper sweet, manipulative nothings to the breaker of freaking chains to no avail because, of course, there's the tiny matter of Varys trying to have Dany killed way back in season one. Varys does manage to slip back into the dragon queen's good (or, let's be honest, medium) graces by playing the complete and total honesty card and declaring his loyalty to the continent's smallfolk, a concern Daenerys purports to share, even though she will shortly be raining dragonfire down on a fair percentage of them.

"So. Who saw Spider-Man?" Image by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Later, Melisandre shows up for some light exposition about gender neutral pronouns in high Valyrian, and Dany's 4/5 badass female war council hash out their battle plans for taking back the Seven Kingdoms. Could Tyrion's encyclopedic knowledge of the Casterly Rock sewer system finally be about to pay off?

Perhaps not if Daenerys heeds Olenna's advice to "ignore all men."

On the eve of battle, Missandei and Grey Worm decide they can't hide their terribly hidden feelings from each other anymore. What follows is about as tender a love scene as we're likely to ever get on "Game of Thrones," which means...

The Shireen Baratheon Award of Generosity goes to: Missandei and Grey Worm: She for teaching a eunuch how to love and he for apparently being the only man on either continent who's heard of cunnilingus. I mean, do the women have to put it in a raven, guys? This isn't rocket science.

Winterfell

In response to an invitation from Tyrion, Jon and Davos discuss plans to meet up with Daenerys and her dragons — and Sansa is like, "You guys."

Then, Jon tells all the northern and Eyrie lords about his plan to get down with a Targaryen restoration — something none of them are particularly stoked about, given Dany's focus on killing lords and masters and the human burning that happened during the last go-around — to save the world from the White Walkers and Sansa is like, "YOU GUYS."

Unlike previous iterations of the Stark-men-go-nobly-unto-their-certain-doom show, both Jon and Sansa sort of have a point here. Sansa is darn sure correct that Jon is way too trusting of some self-appointed queen whose dad killed their grandpa and uncle only, like, 15 years ago. But Jon really has seen the White Walkers, and they really are scary, and they really do need the dragons to re-dead them. Anyway, the whole thing ends with Jon naming Sansa temporary Warden of the North in his absence, which is something his dad/secret uncle never would have done.

Somewhere in there, Jon grabs Littlefinger by the neck in the crypt, because Stark men grabbing Littlefinger by the neck always seems to end well, and tells him to lay off Sansa, which will definitely happen because Littlefinger respects the wishes of others, especially Stark men who grab him by the neck.

Your hilariously empty threats give me life. Image by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Finally, Jon trots off toward his destiny and Sansa manages to give 'em a lil' wave goodbye.

But her eyes are still clearly screaming, "YOU GUYS!!!!"

And the Maester Luwin Medallion of Ultimate Kindness goes to: If you think about it, it was really nice of the tombs of previous generations of Starks to provide a hard surface for Jon to strangle Littlefinger on. Even if it was short-lived and Jon will likely live to regret it before too long, boy did Littlefinger have it coming.

Oldtown

Deep in the stacks, Archmaester Ebrose and Sam argue over the title of Ebrose's Westerosi history thriller about all the wars we just saw happen over the previous six seasons — Ebrose thinks it really needs to pop, while Sam thinks it should be more "poetic." (If you were ever wondering if HBO and George R. R. Martin haggled over "Game of Thrones" versus "A Song of Ice and Fire," for the series title well ... now we probably know.)

Image by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Meanwhile Jorah is no longer zombie-handling Sam from the confines of his cell — instead, he's sitting in a dank room receiving a depressing prognosis and contemplating suicide-by-sword.

It's a relief, then, when Sam approaches him with a tray full of sharp metal implements, a jug of rum, and a plan to cure him by straight-up carving the disease off Jorah's body. It's a gross process, made all the grosser by an end-of-scene match cut between Jorah's gooey back knifings and a bowl of creamy soup hundreds of miles away. I mean ... GOSH.

And the Little Sam Prize for Pure Goodness goes to: Sam. Obviously. For literally scraping the leprosy off Jorah's back. Come. On.

The Riverlands

Fresh off a righteous around-the-fire chill session with Ed Sheeran, Arya catches up with Hot Pie (Hot Pie!) who gives her a killer pie crust tip and fills her in on the goings-on with her surprisingly alive siblings, which gets the tiny assassin sidetracked on her mission to kill Cersei and points her north.

Image by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Later on, trying to warm herself with the world's most pitiful fire, Arya finds Nymeria! Her direwolf! And asks her to come back to Winterfell with her! And because this is "Game of Thrones," she does and they live happily ever after!

Just kidding. The direwolf unceremoniously trots in the opposite direction. Because, as Arya realizes, "that's not her." (Not, as in literally not her, but as in that's not her style to come along. Apparently, this was a reference to a line from season one? Gotta stay past the credits, I guess.)

And the Brienne of Tarth Honor of Heartwarmingness goes to: Hot Pie, for giving Arya his secret pie recipe. First brown the butter, before slaughtering your enemies' family members and baking their digits into the filling. Gonna stow that one away for Thanksgiving.

The high seas.

Below deck, all is smooth sailing in the Iron Fleet on its way to collect the Dornish army. The Sand Snakes lay in their hammocks fantasizing about the various Lannisters they're going to whip/throwing star to death while Yara and Ellaria get to know one another a little-to-a-lot better.

Of course, then Uncle Euron ruins the moment when he comes flying in like the lead singer of Rhode Island's third best Iron Maiden tribute band and spoils everything, slaughtering various extras and the two Sand Snakes you probably didn't care about, while taking the one Sand Snake you also didn't care about but at least definitely recognized, Ellaria, and Yara hostage. Confronted by his father's brother holding his sister at ax-point, Theon takes a deep breath, screws his courage to the sticking place, and ... bravely jumps into the sea.

Oh well. You'll get him next time, Theon.

And the Ser Davos Seaworth Herald of Compassion goes to: Random piece of shipwreck, for holding Theon afloat after he abandons ship. Perhaps he doesn't deserve it — he sexually harassed his sister, killed two innocent farm boys, and sold out the entire North to a crazed serial killer — but hey, everyone deserves a 27th chance. Right? Way to come through in the clutch, hunk of driftwood!

Random Acts of Niceness

It was cool of those wolves not to eat Arya's horse, who was definitely like "screw this" throughout that entire scene.

Varys is a "small-d" democrat? Could we be headed toward a revolution of the Westerosi political system? Five years from now, will we be arguing about Pentosi interference in the Targaryen-Lannister election?

Ser Davos knows how to read! All those lessons with Shireen finally paid off. Thanks, Shireen! Wonder whatever happened to that scamp.

That's all for now, folks! Join me next week when hopefully Daenerys and Jon bro out over their vinyl collections, the Night King helps paint the Wall a lovely burnt umber, and Randall and Dickon Tarly's father-son road trip back to Horn Hill ends in a tearful game of catch.

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The 5 nicest things that happened on this week's 'Game of Thrones.'

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Welcome to “A Tune of Pleasant and Fire” Upworthy’s weekly collection recapping one particular of the most brutal displays on Tv set. Considering that brutality is not really in our wheelhouse, Eric March has taken it upon himself to dig deep, twist and change, and squint really hard to see if he can locate the light of kindness in all the darkness. He could not normally triumph, but by gosh if he will not try out his greatest.

Here’s what he found on this week’s "Video game of Thrones."

If 7 years of bumping all over Westeros has taught me anything, it's that the activity giveth, and the activity taketh away. No a lot more so than for all those of us who recappeth the activity on the internet.

Inadequate snowy horsemen. Impression by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Very last week was comprehensive of human kindness. This week, not so a lot. So ... I am likely to do issues a very little in a different way.

I am likely to summarize the down and dirty of what occurred in each individual place. Then, I am likely to give the nicest individual in that place specific props. An award, of kinds. Named soon after the kindest, gentlest soul ever to take a look at there.

Let us give this a shot, shall we?

Dragonstone

The episode opens just a couple times (weeks? months? What timescale are we operating at below yet again, anyway?) into Daenerys' triumphant homecoming to Dragonstone, the place she and Varys are just not receiving alongside.

The spymaster tries to whisper sweet, manipulative nothings to the breaker of freaking chains to no avail since, of course, there's the little subject of Varys striving to have Dany killed way again in time one particular. Varys does manage to slip again into the dragon queen's superior (or, let's be sincere, medium) graces by enjoying the finish and overall honesty card and declaring his loyalty to the continent's smallfolk, a worry Daenerys purports to share, even however she will soon be raining dragonfire down on a reasonable proportion of them.

"So. Who observed Spider-Male?" Impression by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Later on, Melisandre displays up for some light exposition about gender neutral pronouns in high Valyrian, and Dany's 4/5 badass feminine war council hash out their fight plans for using again the 7 Kingdoms. Could Tyrion's encyclopedic understanding of the Casterly Rock sewer procedure finally be about to spend off?

Probably not if Daenerys heeds Olenna's information to "dismiss all adult men."

On the eve of fight, Missandei and Grey Worm choose they cannot disguise their terribly hidden thoughts from each individual other any more. What follows is about as tender a really like scene as we are probably to ever get on "Video game of Thrones," which signifies...

The Shireen Baratheon Award of Generosity goes to: Missandei and Grey Worm: She for educating a eunuch how to really like and he for seemingly getting the only gentleman on possibly continent who's read of cunnilingus. I signify, do the gals have to set it in a raven, guys? This is not rocket science.

Winterfell

In reaction to an invitation from Tyrion, Jon and Davos explore plans to satisfy up with Daenerys and her dragons — and Sansa is like, "You guys."

Then, Jon tells all the northern and Eyrie lords about his prepare to get down with a Targaryen restoration — anything none of them are particularly stoked about, supplied Dany's target on killing lords and masters and the human burning that occurred through the very last go-all over — to conserve the environment from the White Walkers and Sansa is like, "YOU Fellas."

Contrary to earlier iterations of the Stark-adult men-go-nobly-unto-their-certain-doom display, equally Jon and Sansa type of have a stage below. Sansa is darn certain correct that Jon is way way too trusting of some self-appointed queen whose dad killed their grandpa and uncle only, like, 15 years back. But Jon really has seen the White Walkers, and they really are scary, and they really do need the dragons to re-useless them. Anyway, the total issue finishes with Jon naming Sansa temporary Warden of the North in his absence, which is anything his dad/solution uncle never ever would have carried out.

Somewhere in there, Jon grabs Littlefinger by the neck in the crypt, since Stark adult men grabbing Littlefinger by the neck normally seems to conclusion nicely, and tells him to lay off Sansa, which will undoubtedly materialize since Littlefinger respects the needs of other people, particularly Stark adult men who seize him by the neck.

Your hilariously empty threats give me daily life. Impression by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Finally, Jon trots off towards his future and Sansa manages to give 'em a lil' wave goodbye.

But her eyes are still plainly screaming, "YOU Fellas!!!!"

And the Maester Luwin Medallion of Best Kindness goes to: If you consider about it, it was really great of the tombs of earlier generations of Starks to offer a hard surface area for Jon to strangle Littlefinger on. Even if it was shorter-lived and Jon will probably live to regret it before way too lengthy, boy did Littlefinger have it coming.

Oldtown

Deep in the stacks, Archmaester Ebrose and Sam argue above the title of Ebrose's Westerosi heritage thriller about all the wars we just observed materialize above the earlier 6 seasons — Ebrose thinks it really desires to pop, although Sam thinks it need to be a lot more "poetic." (If you were ever wanting to know if HBO and George R. R. Martin haggled above "Video game of Thrones" compared to "A Tune of Ice and Fireplace," for the collection title nicely ... now we probably know.)

Impression by Helen Sloan/HBO.

In the meantime Jorah is no longer zombie-managing Sam from the confines of his mobile — instead, he is sitting in a dank area getting a depressing prognosis and contemplating suicide-by-sword.

It truly is a reduction, then, when Sam ways him with a tray comprehensive of sharp metal implements, a jug of rum, and a prepare to heal him by straight-up carving the disorder off Jorah's system. It truly is a gross course of action, manufactured all the grosser by an conclusion-of-scene match slash between Jorah's gooey again knifings and a bowl of creamy soup hundreds of miles away. I signify ... GOSH.

And the Little Sam Prize for Pure Goodness goes to: Sam. Definitely. For practically scraping the leprosy off Jorah's again. Occur. On.

The Riverlands

New off a righteous all over-the-fire chill session with Ed Sheeran, Arya catches up with Warm Pie (Warm Pie!) who offers her a killer pie crust suggestion and fills her in on the goings-on with her remarkably alive siblings, which gets the little assassin sidetracked on her mission to eliminate Cersei and factors her north.

Impression by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Later on on, striving to heat herself with the world's most pitiful fire, Arya finds Nymeria! Her direwolf! And asks her to occur again to Winterfell with her! And since this is "Video game of Thrones," she does and they live fortunately ever soon after!

Just kidding. The direwolf unceremoniously trots in the reverse course. Because, as Arya realizes, "that's not her." (Not, as in practically not her, but as in that's not her design to occur alongside. Evidently, this was a reference to a line from time one particular? Gotta continue to be earlier the credits, I guess.)

And the Brienne of Tarth Honor of Heartwarmingness goes to: Warm Pie, for supplying Arya his solution pie recipe. First brown the butter, before slaughtering your enemies' loved ones members and baking their digits into the filling. Gonna stow that one particular away for Thanksgiving.

The high seas.

Underneath deck, all is clean sailing in the Iron Fleet on its way to obtain the Dornish army. The Sand Snakes lay in their hammocks fantasizing about the various Lannisters they are likely to whip/throwing star to demise although Yara and Ellaria get to know one particular a different a very little-to-a-good deal better.

Of course, then Uncle Euron ruins the second when he arrives flying in like the guide singer of Rhode Island's third greatest Iron Maiden tribute band and spoils almost everything, slaughtering various extras and the two Sand Snakes you probably did not care about, although using the one particular Sand Snake you also did not care about but at the very least undoubtedly acknowledged, Ellaria, and Yara hostage. Confronted by his father's brother holding his sister at ax-stage, Theon takes a deep breath, screws his bravery to the sticking spot, and ... bravely jumps into the sea.

Oh nicely. You can expect to get him next time, Theon.

And the Ser Davos Seaworth Herald of Compassion goes to: Random piece of shipwreck, for holding Theon afloat soon after he abandons ship. Probably he does not are entitled to it — he sexually harassed his sister, killed two harmless farm boys, and marketed out the overall North to a crazed serial killer — but hey, everybody warrants a 27th possibility. Right? Way to occur as a result of in the clutch, hunk of driftwood!

Random Acts of Niceness

It was great of all those wolves not to eat Arya's horse, who was undoubtedly like "screw this" all over that overall scene.

Varys is a "little-d" democrat? Could we be headed towards a revolution of the Westerosi political procedure? Five years from now, will we be arguing about Pentosi interference in the Targaryen-Lannister election?

Ser Davos appreciates how to examine! All all those lessons with Shireen finally compensated off. Thanks, Shireen! Speculate whatsoever occurred to that scamp.

That's all for now, folks! Be part of me next week when hopefully Daenerys and Jon bro out above their vinyl collections, the Evening King helps paint the Wall a lovely burnt umber, and Randall and Dickon Tarly's father-son highway trip again to Horn Hill finishes in a tearful activity of capture.

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The 5 nicest things that happened on this week's 'Game of Thrones.'

Here’s what he found on this week’s "Game of Thrones."

If seven years of bumping around Westeros has taught me anything, it's that the game giveth, and the game taketh away. No more so than for those of us who recappeth the game on the internet.

Poor snowy horsemen. Image by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Last week was full of human kindness. This week, not so much. So ... I'm going to do things a little differently.

Let's give this a shot, shall we?

Dragonstone

"So. Who saw Spider-Man?" Image by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Perhaps not if Daenerys heeds Olenna's advice to "ignore all men."

Winterfell

In response to an invitation from Tyrion, Jon and Davos discuss plans to meet up with Daenerys and her dragons — and Sansa is like, "You guys."

Your hilariously empty threats give me life. Image by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Finally, Jon trots off toward his destiny and Sansa manages to give 'em a lil' wave goodbye.

But her eyes are still clearly screaming, "YOU GUYS!!!!"

Oldtown

Image by Helen Sloan/HBO.

Meanwhile Jorah is no longer zombie-handling Sam from the confines of his cell — instead, he's sitting in a dank room receiving a depressing prognosis and contemplating suicide-by-sword.

And the Little Sam Prize for Pure Goodness goes to: Sam. Obviously. For literally scraping the leprosy off Jorah's back. Come. On.

The Riverlands

Image by Helen Sloan/HBO.

The high seas.

Oh well. You'll get him next time, Theon.

Random Acts of Niceness

It was cool of those wolves not to eat Arya's horse, who was definitely like "screw this" throughout that entire scene.

Ser Davos knows how to read! All those lessons with Shireen finally paid off. Thanks, Shireen! Wonder whatever happened to that scamp.

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