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[RIVERLAND, THE CAVERNS OF THE BROTHERHOOD WITHOUT BANNERS A BIT LATER]
"I want my gold."
"As if him getting away wasn't enough, greedy bastard" Arya muttered angrily.
She had muttered loud enough for her aunt to hear, and Lyanna only squeezed her closer in response.
Arya huffed but did not pull away.
"It says it clearly right there on that note you'll be repaid in full when the war is over."
"A note!" snorted Tyrion. "That's as good as having written that you're the next King" he added.
Tommen looked at him confused.
"It means that has no value. It's only paper" Tyrion explained.
"Like how Lord Stark's paper of recognition as regent from father?" Tommen asked.
"Not... exactly" Tyrion scratched his head. "His appointment had meaning and justice, your brother and mother simply chose to ignore it."
Tommen frowned.
"He's not our father" Myrcella whispered kindly.
Tommen nodded, a little sad.
[THE HOUND throws down the note.]
"Piss on that! You're nothing but thieves."
"We're outlaws. Outlaws steal. You're lucky we didn't kill you."
"Come try it, archer. I'll shove those arrows up your ass."
[THE HOUND walks towards ANGUY but THOROS holds him back.]
"You can't let him go. He's a murderer. He's guilty."
"Not in the eyes of god. The judgment isn't ours to make."
"Fuck your god then" Arya muttered angrily.
"Hey," Lyanna said gently.
Arya huffed and looked away.
[ANGUY tossed THE HOUND his swords. A man places a hood over THE HOUND's head and leads him out.]
[HARRENHAL]
[The gates open to a courtyard and LOCKE's men ride in. LADY BRIENNE OF TARTH looks at SER JAIME LANNISTER, who sits withered astride his mount. One of LOCKE's men forces BRIENNE and JAIME to kneel in the courtyard.]
"On your knees. Lord Bolton, I give you the Kingslayer."
[LOCKE pushes JAIME down with his foot. JAIME falls on his face without resistance and groans.]
Jaime hissed under his breath, his anger rising at the way his future self was being treated. How dare he? Who does this man think he was?
Jaime Lannister was over his shock at losing his hand, and the subsequent depression. Now he was full of anger that bid its time until he could unleash it.
"Pick him up, Locke."
[Locke picks up Jaime with the help of one of his men.]
"You've lost a hand."
"No, my lord, he has it here."
[LOCKE taunts JAIME with the dismembered hand tied around his neck.]
Jaime's right hand fisted tightly, while his left hand gripped his right wrist.
[ROOSE pulls the hand from around JAIME's neck and hands it to LOCKE]
"Take this away."
"Send it to his father?"
"You'll hold your tongue unless you want to lose it. Cut her free."
[BRIENNE is cut free.]
"Apologies, my lady. You're under my protection now."
"Thank you, my lord."
"Find suitable rooms for our guests. We'll speak later."
"Rooms?" Joanna raised a brow. That was new. Why would Roose Bolton be so... welcoming? Jaime was a prisoner who was wanted alive, but a prisoner. And Brienne was no doubt given a kill o sight for helping in Jaime's escape. Something was not clicking for the former Lady of Casterly Rock.
[ROOSE BOLTON starts to walk away. But stops and turns when JAIME calls out to him.]
"Is there word from the capital?"
"You haven't heard? Stannis Baratheon laid siege to King's Landing. Sailed into Blackwater Bay. Stormed the gates with thousands of men. And your sister How can I put this? Your sister is alive and well. Your father's forces prevailed."
[JAIME Falls to his knees in relief.]
"Ser Jaime isn't well. Take him to Qyburn."
"Was Qyburn the man Robb's wife was tending to?" Bran whispered to Sansa; his usual discussion partner Arya too livid for normal talk.
Sansa shrugged. She didn't remember that.
[RIVERRUN]
[WILLEM LANNISTER and MARTYN LANNISTER lie sleeping. There are sounds of a battle outside their cell. MARTYN shakes WILLEM to wake him. The door bursts open, and LORD RICKARD KARSTARCK runs the guard through with his sword. He and his men enter.]
"Fuck" Rickard muttered. His eyes went to his grandson, who seemed to come to the same conclusion as he had. Whichever way he acted now, things were going to get worse for the Northern Army.
[RIVERRUN, Later]
[WILLEM and MARTYN lie dead on a blanket. QUEEN TALISA STARK kneels beside them and KING ROBB STARK stands beside her. BRYDEN "BLACKFISH" TULLY stands opposite, while LADY CATELYN STARK sits behind them. BRYNDEN opens the door at Robb's word. RICKARD KARSTARK and his men walk in. Their hands are bound.]
"Is that all of them? It took five of you to murder two unarmed squires?"
"Not murder, Your Grace. Vengeance."
"Vengeance? Those boys didn't kill your sons. I saw Harrion die on the battlefield and Torrhen-"
"Was strangled by the Kingslayer. They were his kin."
Robb bit his lips nervously. What was he going to do? What could he do? If he punished them, the Karstark Army would leave them. If he let them be after this, nobody would heed a single word he would say.
Robb ran his hands through his hair and sighed with frustration. Fuck Kingship.
"They were boys! Look at them."
"Tell your mother to look at them. She killed them as much as I."
"My mother had nothing to do with this. This was your treason."
"On the contrary, your mother had a huge hand to play here" Olenna Tyrell spoke as sharp as ever. "Had she not been stupid and not released the Kingslayer, shit like this would not have happened.
"Lady Olenna-"
"Can't blame people for the things they have yet to do?" Olenna cut Ned off with a sharp laugh. "You're soft, Lord Stark. And look at what that has done to your family. It loathes me to say but you should have held your wife tighter because all this shit is because she took a man prisoner with no proof other than the word of a man as two-faced as a snake."
"I didn't know he would lie!" said Catelyn defending herself.
"But you knew that Tywin Lannister would not sit quietly for what you've done" Olenna pointed out coldly. "Stop hiding behind the 'I didn't know' or the 'It has not happened yet' and take responsibility. Because I can bet half the wealth of Highgarden that you have learned nothing and would do stupid things like this if the chance came again and expect your husband to rescue you. Your husband is not King, and the King is not someone who can be biased towards his friend" The Queen of Thorns cleared her throat with a cough. "Now sit and watch as the worlds of your children get ruined because of your stupid decisions."
Olenna Tyrell said not much after, but her words resonated for the rest of the viewing in the ears and minds of the Stark.
[BRYNDEN punches RICKARD KARSTARK.]
"Leave him."
"Aye. Leave me to the king. He wants to give me a scolding before he sets me free. That's how he deals with treason. Our King in the North. Or should I call him the King Who Lost the North?"
Robb flinched.
"Escort Lord Karstark to the dungeon. Hang the rest."
"Mercy, sire! I didn't kill anyone. I only watched for the guards."
"This one was only the watcher. Hang him last so he can watch the others die."
"Please! Please, no. They made me do it! They made me! They made me!"
[BRYNDEN takes out RICKARD KARSTARK and men. ROBB sits at his table. TALISA and EDMURE TULLY approach.]
"Word of this can't leave Riverrun. They were Tywin Lannister's nephews. The Lannisters pay their debts. They never stop talking about it."
"He isn't wrong. Though it would be more avenging the insult than the boys exactly" Tyrion muttered.
"Would you make me a liar as well as a murderer?"
"It wouldn't be lying. We will bury them and remain silent until the war is done."
"I'm not fighting for justice if I don't serve justice to murderers in my ranks, no matter how highborn. He has to die."
[CATELYN stands and approaches.]
"The Karstarks are Northmen. They won't forgive the killing of their lord."
"If the deaths of the Lord's sons and the King's inaction towards his mother freeing the Kingslayer had already not set them against him" Oberyn added 'helpfully'.
"Your mother's right. If you do this, the Karstarks will abandon you."
"You tended to their wounds. You brought them supper. Now they're dead."
"And more boys will keep dying until this war is over. You need Karstark men to end it."
"Spare his life. Keep him as a hostage."
"A hostage. Tell the Karstarks that as long as they remain loyal, he will not be harmed."
"Not the worst of plans" Brandon the Elder considered. "North men are loyal to their Lords above all else. They will fight for him and his safety no matter what."