It was peaceful. Tranquil infact. Silent. The area around was dark beyond darkness, though cold. It was a sense of reassurance that death wasn't so bad after all. The mutated male lay there, not moving. Like vikings in a fairytale, he let the water engulf his entirety and let the facility take him down like the beast he now was.

Mace Tyrell refuses to surrender at the siege of Storm's End. Utterly crushed and with his two eldest sons killed, the lord of high garden finds himself at the mercy of the quiet wolf. Unwilling to rob a loyal man of his only remaining heir, Eddard takes the newborn Margaery to be raised with his son as a ward in Winterfell to ensure the cooperation of the Reach. Robb/Margaery