Carol had given Meg clean clothes and her own bedroom, but Meg couldn't feel at ease with Quagmire around. She hadn't been able to sleep all night. She had lain awake, whispering her list of names. There were only four now: Joffrey, Ser Ilyn, Ser Meryn, and Ser Gregor.
Now she was out in the courtyard, building a snow castle. Her cousin Robin came over and sat down to watch. "Is that supposed to be your house?" he asked.
"Yeah. Winterfell," Meg said wistfully. "I'll probably never see the real one again."
"Where's the moon door?" Robin asked.
"The what?"
"Every castle needs a moon door. How else are you gonna make bad men fly? Here, I'll make one." He smashed the castle roof in.
Meg was aghast. "Stop that! You're wrecking it!"
"I'm wrecking it so I can fix it!"
"That doesn't even make sense!"
He pushed her. She pushed back. He fell on his ass in the snow and started to cry. "I'm gonna tell my mom!" he shouted as he ran off.
Meg just stood there for a while. She considered trying to rebuild the castle, but the mood had just gone off her. With a sigh, she turned and headed back inside.
She wandered into the high hall. It appeared deserted. She saw the Moon Door in the floor, and the button on the wall that opened it. She didn't like to imagine what would happen to her if she fell through it.
"I saw what you did out there. If you ask me, the kid had that coming to him for a long time," a voice said. Meg turned around to see Quagmire.
"Get away from me, you pedofork!" she said.
Quagmire grabbed her and started kissing her. She jerked away. "What the hells are you doing?"
"Hey, take it easy," said Quagmire. "I might have been your father if I'd married your mother."
"That just makes it even creepier!" said Meg.
"I wish you could see yourself," said Quagmire. "You might be even more beautiful than your mother was when she was your age." He kissed her again.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS?" a voice shouted. It was Carol!
She came striding toward them angrily. Meg held up her hands. "This jerk tried to force himself on me. I never wanted…"
"Don't you think to play the innocent with me, ya little liar!" said Carol. She started opening the Moon Door. "I welcomed you into my home and this is what I get. As my son would say, I'm gonna make you fly!"
"Come on, baby, there's no need for that," said Quagmire.
Carol whirled to him. "She's trying to take you away from me! We're together now after so long. Why would you want to kiss her? I did everything you told me. I put the tears in Adam's wine."
Quagmire glanced nervously at Meg. "Okay, careful. We don't want Meg knowing more than she should."
"It doesn't matter what she knows, because I'm about to kill her! I killed my husband so I could marry you, I wrote Lois and told her the Lannisters had killed him just like you said, so why did you kiss her? Why?"
Quagmire walked over to Carol and embraced her. "Carol," he sighed, "you should trust me better. I've only loved one person my entire life, I swear."
Carol smiled tremulously. "And who is that?"
"My own sweet flippin' self!" Quagmire crowed as he pushed Carol through the big hole in the floor. She screamed as she plummeted to the bottom of the abyss.
Alerted by the sound, guards came rushing in. Quagmire pointed at Meg. "This girl has just killed my lady wife."
