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[WINTERFELL]
[THEON and OSHA talk by a fire. An Ironborn keeps her bound.]
"Why on earth would I trust the word of a lying little savage like you?"
"Look at that, you share traits with a wildling!" Arya exclaimed.
"Arya!" Jon chastised, "You'll insult the wildling."
"Ironic coming from you, bastard" Theon snapped. Robb and his family he could hear, but not the bastard. Not someone below him.
Jon looked up and stared Theon in the eyes, cold and stoic. "Even I, a bastard, wouldn't stab the family that raised me and took care of me and my needs. You're even more treacherous than a bastard!"
Theon stood enraged as did Jon.
"Enough!" Ned Stark snapped. "Sit, both of you."
Jon sat without complaint, but Theon did not. He lifted his chin and stared Ned Stark in the eyes.
"You are not my father" the Ironborn spat, "and you have made it clear that I am not one of yours-"
"No" Ned cut in sharply, "I have always looked at you like a son, raised you like one. You may have not had my name, but you were one to me. But it was you who threw it all away, you who stabbed Robb in the back, you who killed Rodrik. You are to blame for whatever it is I bring upon you. And you will sit, lest I cut your legs and force you to."
Teeth gritted, knees slightly weak, Theon sat down. He'd seen Ned Stark angry before. But that... no that was different.
"I done what I had to do to stay alive. I hate the Starks as much as you do. Let me serve you, my lord."
"How? And don't tell me to put a spear in your hand."
"There are other ways to serve, my lord."
"I'm a prince now, and you'd do well-"
"There are other ways to serve, my prince."
[OSHA begins to undress.]
"Of course it is that" Catelyn muttered, nudging Lyanna to cover Bran's eyes.
"Wait outside."
[THEON takes a bite of his apple, The Ironborn leaves and OSHA lets her dress fall to the floor.]
"I always wondered what you had under there."
"It comes at a price."
"I'm not killing you. That's your price."
"I already had that."
"What do you want then, other than your miserable life?"
"What all free people want. My freedom."
"Well, you shall have it, then. But only if you serve me well."
"Any whore willing to spread themselves would have your blessings" Yara snorted.
"Shut up" Theon grumbled.
[KING'S LANDING, SANSA'S CHAMBERS]
"I thought they were going to kill me."
Ned's eyes softened and he pushed the things he felt about Theon back. He put an arm around Sansa and held his daughter close. Catelyn had a hold of her hand, gently squeezing it.
"He hated me, the man who hit me. I saw it in his eyes. Hated me. He never met me before, but he wanted to hurt me. Why? Why would a stranger-"
"You are everything he will never have. Your horse eats better than his children."
Sansa frowned in her father's arms. She had never thought about why people did what people did. The war hadn't just affected her family. The smallfolk were also put in the torture...
"It doesn't matter now. He's dead."
"I would have given them bread if I had it. I hate the king more than any of them."
"Sweetling don't say that" Catelyn whispered.
"It was just us" Sansa mumbled.
"You shouldn't trust anyone so blindly. You never know how they truly are."
Sansa frowned at her mother's words. Her whole world, her whole belief system, all of it was put into question right now, crumbling slowly the more she saw the future.
"Don't say these things. If the wrong people hear you-"
"But you're not the wrong people."
"Don't trust anybody. Life is safer that way."
"Wise words" Tyrion whispered. But... did she not trust him too? If not... he may be in trouble in the future...
Q. What will happen to Bran Stark and Rickon Stark?
A) They remain the prisoner of Theon Greyjoy
B) Theon Greyjoy allow's them to run away
C) Theon Greyjoy takes them to Puke
D) Osha the wildling helps them escape Theon Greyjoy.
"D) Osha the wildling helps them escape Theon Greyjoy" Bran Stark answers first.
Jon Snow stopped when he saw that Bran had picked the right answer, he didn't have any problems if the Stark's got the rewards or even Daenerys for that matter, but he doesn't want to give the Baratheon's or the Lannister's a chance to win if he could help it.
"Bran you really think a wildling will help you?" Catelyn asked
"Yes, it's more believable then Theon letting us go" Bran Stark said
Theon didn't know what to say to that and remained silent.
[WINTERFELL, NIGHT]
[THEON sleeps. OSHA slinks away. She walks through the courtyard and encounters a guard.]
"I have something for you from Prince Theon."
[OSHA kisses him and he responds. She pulls a knife and slits his throat.]
Multiple sharp inhales occurred at the same time. None of them had expected that.
[OSHA crouches by a tree and whistles. From the doorway comes RICKON, HODOR, and BRAN, followed by their direwolves. They sneak away into the darkness of the woods.]
"They got away" Catelyn sighed in relief. Her sons were rescued...
Robb watched the wall with a twinge of remorse. He had judged the wildling woman too soon.
"Funny how a wildling has shown more loyalty to the Starks than the Greyjoy that practically grew up as one of their own" Oberyn commented, nothing malicious in his tone like he was making an off-handed observation.
Theon turned red, whether from anger at Oberyn or the Wildling, nobody was sure.
Congratulations to Bran Stark for getting the right answer. He gets the warging and geeenseing skills of his future self.
Bran felt a sharp pain in his head as he understood the method to Watch and use geeenseing.
"Bran are you okay?" Catelyn asked
"I am good mother, now I can easily control animals and look into the future or past with the help of the heart tree" Bran Stark stated with a smile on his face.
[QARTH, GARDEN PATH]
[DAENERYS and XARO walk in the garden. KOVARRO trails them.]
"The Spice King refuses me because I'm a bad investment. The Silk King won't support me because of his business with the Lannisters. Why offend his best customer? And the Copper King offers me a single ship on the condition that I lie with him for a night. Does he think I will whore myself for a boat?"
"When I came to this city, I had nothing. Truly nothing. I slept by the docks. And when I could find work loading the ships, I would eat. If not, I dreamed of food. Today, I am the richest man in Qarth. Do you think the path from poverty to wealth is always pure and honourable? I have done many things, Khaleesi, that a righteous man would condemn. And here I am, with no regrets."
"But that does not mean you have to walk the same path as he did" Elia whispered to the girl. "Paths open once you start struggling and are patient."
Daenerys nodded with a soft smile.
[XARO opens the door for DAENERYS. They move into the courtyard to find it strewn with bodies, throats cut. DAENERYS takes in the scene, and then runs in a panic.]
Immediately Daenerys was on high alert. Her mind immediately went to her dragons. No... they wouldn't be... The usurper was dead... Who would...
"Bar the gates. Ring the bells. Slowly, Khaleesi."
[Bells Yoll as DAENERYS runs, followed by KOVARRO and XARO. She climbs a staircase to her chamber, where IRRI lies slain. The dragons are gone.]
"Where are they? Where are my dragons?"
"WHAT?!"