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[BLACKWATER BAY]
[A two-masted ship sails amongst the wreckage of sunken ships. MELISANDRE and GENDRY walk its deck.]
Renly whistled at the sight. They had not seen the aftermath of the wreckage Wildfire had created.
"What happened?"
"Wildfire. I should have been here."
"After all the running and fighting, here I am, back where I started."
"Do you miss it? Your father's house."
"Never had a father. Never wanted one."
Robert frowned, turning his head to look at his son. Gendry was frowning too, a small crease in his brows. The boy was displeased, Robert could tell. Renly did something similar when he was displeased. Now that he thought about it, Gendry looked much like Renly, except with a square jaw, bushier brows, and tangled hair.
"Haven't you ever wondered where your strength came from? Your talent for fighting?"
"I'm lowborn. As low as can be. My mother was a tavern wench."
"Mine was a slave. So was I. Bought and sold, scourged and branded, until the Lord of Light reached down, took me in his hand and raised me up."
"That would explain why she is as devoted as she is" Jon Arryn spoke. "She probably feels she has a debt to repay that would not be easily repaid."
"It still gives her no right to be doing what she does" Robert grunted.
[RIVERLANDS, WOODS, NIGHT]
[ARYA runs through the woods. She crosses a stream and keeps running. She crouches in the woods, looking back at the Brotherhood's torches.]
"You ran from them" Catelyn stated in disappointment.
"I guess" Arya shrugged uncaringly.
"They would have taken you to Riverrun" the mother pointed out sternly.
"Like they promised Gendry how they were brotherhood and that he was welcome to join them before selling him?" Arya challenged. "They are liars and I probably ran because I thought they'd sell me too."
Catelyn lost her fight. She had nothing to argue against that notion.
Arya looked away with a huff.
[She takes flight again and is grabbed by THE HOUND.]
"Kick all you like, wolf girl. Won't do you no good."
"Fuck sake" Arya muttered with a sigh. Of all people to grab her...
[HARRENHALL COURTYARD, DAY]
[The courtyard is busy as the men are ready to depart. JAIME struggles to saddle his horse one-handed. QYBURN buckles the saddle for JAIME instead.]
Jaime clicked his tongue in distaste. He hated seeing himself so useless. Can't even saddle his horse anymore...
[QYBURN exits and ROOSE BOLTON approaches.]
"Qyburn hopes your father will force the Citadel to give him back his chain.''
"My father will make him Grand Maester if he grows me a new hand."
"You will give my regards to Lord Tywin, I trust?"
[JAIME nods.]
"Tell Robb Stark I'm sorry I couldn't make his uncle's wedding. The Lannisters send their regards."
Joanna was certain now. Tywin had planned something with Roose Bolton, and it was not going to be a pretty sight for certain.
A similar thought passed through Ned, Brandon and Rickard's minds.
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Jaime stood and motioned for Tyrion to follow him.
Confused and curious Tyrion followed his brother through the doors and straight to his chambers. He took a seat on the bed without being prompted and watched his brother pace around in front of him.
"I'm not sure how to start this" Jaime admitted after a moment.
"Perhaps use your words? You are not so poetic that you can write me poetry or a song about it" Tyrion jested.
Jaime stopped pacing. He stopped, he turned and Tyrion noticed just how serious he was.
A cold feeling settled in his gut.
"I-" Jaime struggled with his words, unsure how he could even bring it up.
Maybe he shouldn't. He could just tell Tyrion something outlandish and hilarious before moving on. That would be ideal.
But Tyrion deserved to know. He deserved to know that somewhere out there is a woman who loves him for who he is and nothing else.
And that the only reason he'd lost her was because of their father and Jaime himself.
"Tysha" Jaime began and Tyrion's heart dropped. "She was no whore. I never bought her for you. That was a lie that Father commanded me to tell. Tysha was she was what she seemed to be. A crofter's daughter, chance met on the road."
And there it was. He'd said it. The words were out and there would be no way to take them back now.
Jaime stared into Tyrion's eyes and knew the exact moment that his little brother's world shattered. He saw it in those mismatched eyes, tears forming. But not heartbreaking tears, but that of pure loathing and anger.
And it scared Jaime quite a bit. He had never seen that look in Tyrion's eyes.
"Brother-"
"Leave."
"Tyrion, please-"
"I said, leave me alone!"
Jaime said nothing more and walked out of the chambers. Just as he had closed the door, he heard his brother roar in fury and rage. But most of all he was in pain. Jaime heard things being thrown around, things being broken and Tyrion roaring all the while.
He left him to vent, returning to the Viewing Hall.
People stared, but he did not answer, reclaiming his seat in silence.
"Where is your brother?" his mother asked.
"Trying to not let the world shatter around him" Jaime replied.
Joanna bit her lips and nodded.
How can she help? That's all that she thought about.
The video remained pause until he finally regained some sense and came back.
[DUNGEON, SOMEWHERE]
[MYRANDA and VIOLET remove LORD THEON GREYJOY's restraints and help him down from the cross.]
Theon closed his eyes and willed himself not to watch. He couldn't. No more false hopes. He couldn't handle it anymore.
[MYRANDA removes THEON's hood. VIOLET holds a cup of water to his lips and helps him drink. He grabs the cup desperately and spills its contents into his mouth. VIOLET strokes and soothes THEON's forehead. MYRANDA kneels next to him and applies a salve to his forehead. THEON squirms.]
"Shh, shh, shh. Myranda knows what she's doing. Let her. She trained as a septa, only she had other urges.''
"Perfectly natural" Yara nods. She was a woman, she knew exactly how bad those urges could get. And how stupid you became when they hit hard.
"So did the septons, only they lied about it."
"Typical" Yara added with a roll of his eyes. Who would ever question the oh-so-holy Septons?
Catelyn on the other hand thought the exact opposite. The girl must have tried to seduce the men.
Olenna couldn't care either way since this had nothing to do with her in any way, shape or form. Why were they even watching a turn cloak getting tortured?
[VIOLET and MYRANDA fondle THEON's bare chest. THEON is suspicious.]
"Where is he?"
"There's no one here but you, me, and Violet."
[VIOLET and MYRANDA continue to caress THEON. VIOLET slides her hands under THEON's trousers. He grabs her hand to stop her.]
"Don't you want us to see it?"
"Oh, come on. Let us see it. Everybody talks about it."
"Oh this is most cruel" Varys said with a soft chuckle. "To use this form of torture on him."
Theon refused to open his eyes to watch. That man sent these girls no doubt. The Spider's words only confirmed it. He didn't deserve this, didn't deserve to be tortured at all. It was the Starks that should be punished for how they treated him, how they were treating him now!
Treating you like a son and part of the family? His voice spoke to him in his mind. And now treating you as if you stole their home, and killed two people they held dear?
"SHUT UP!" Theon exploded.
All eyes turned to him, but the boy was glaring at the floor.
"The boy's losing his mind. And he isn't even being tortured yet" Olenna snorted