A Song of Past and Present

by Phrankster

In this follow up to my first series "A Song of Magic and Mystique", Arya and the resurrected Dany are forced to team up to save their own lives and stop a disaster from befalling everyone. Whether you have read the first series or not does not matter and new readers can easily get on board from here. The series is in script form.

7. Chapter 7

A SONG OF PAST AND PRESENT

EPISODE 7 - THE HARD LINE

OPENING CREDITS

1. Ext. Streets of King´s Landing. Day. (Flashback)

CAPTION:

58 YEARS BEFORE DANY AND ARYA ARRIVE IN OLDTOWN

At this time, King´s Landing is still bustling with activity of all kinds and a citywide celebration is going on. From his pulpit, the town crier announces the news to anyone, who must have been living under a rock lately.

Town Crier:

Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Today is the day of the coronation of our new regent, Lord Erwyn Lannister! Long may he rule! Hear ye! Hear Ye!

He continues with the same spiel and very few notice a group of rebels that are making their way to the Red Keep.

2. Ext. Street near the Red Keep. Day. (Flashback)

The rebels are let in through one of the many secret entrances and exits, that Maegor the Cruel had built into the Red Keep during his reign. The doors are closed, once they´re all in.

3. Int. Red Keep Throne Room. Day. (Flashback)

Eliza, the King´s mother, is here aged 9 and is present along with many of the other nobles of the land, who are there to honor their new Regent and hopefully score some cheap points with him, that will grant them favors. She looks like a normal and quite innocent girl at this time, as she stands there next to her mother, the beautiful 28-year-old Catarina Lannister and they receive the congratulations of their loyal subjects. They accept them gracefully, although the very young Eliza also looks like she´s started to get a little bored with having to do the same thing over and over again.

Young Eliza:

How much longer do we have to do this, mother?

Catarina:

Not long, Eliza. I promise.

Eliza looks at the very long line waiting for them and doesn´t entirely believe her mother. She still does as she´s expected to though, for a daughter and only child of the Regent.

4. Int. Red Keep Secret Catacombs. Day. (Flashback)

The small but well-armed rebel force is led to a place, from when they can enter right into the throne room, that´s being filled up with the various VIP´s of Westeros at the time. They remove their disguises and are all wearing the armor of the stag. In other words, Baratheon armor. Although they´re ready to strike immediately, they also know that they need to wait until everyone is there and vulnerable to an attack.

5. Int. Red Keep Throne Room. Day. (Flashback)

After everyone has been seated, the royal trumpeters play their horns to announce the arrival of the new regent. The big double doors to the throne room is opened and he enters dressed in his finest armor and flanked by his personal guards. The nobles rise for him and everyone looks at him as he makes his way through them, while the younger members of the audience try their hardest to get a glimpse of him. Eliza looks very proud of him and he does legitimately look like a real statesman and someone, that you could see as a ruler, that you would be proud to show off to your enemies as a symbol of power. When he reaches the throne, his guards disperse off to the side and he stands facing the crowd. The city´s head maester and head clergyman comes up to him holding an old book and everyone sits down.

Head Maester:

We are gathered here today to confirm and exclaim to the known world, that Lord Erwyn Lannister, first of his name and elected through fair process, is from henceforth to be known as the Regent of the Andals, the Rhoynar and First Men until he be deemed by his peers to no longer be worthy of that position! Be there anyone here, who has anything to say in opposition to this, let them speak now or forever hold his peace!

As per tradition, he waits a few moments until he continues.

Head Maester:

Since no one has any objections, I hereby proclaim Erwyn Lannister Regent of the Six Kingdoms!

The crowd rises and applauds him as he soaks it in and very few of them notice that the attack on them has begun, until it´s too late. One of the first to die is the head Maester and the new Regent himself has to use his sword to defend himself against the attackers, although they clearly aren´t trying to actually harm him, nor him them. For the unarmed coronation guests though, there is little that they can do against the attackers, and they get cut down by the dozen, while they try to flee from the onslaught. Anyone who thought The Red Wedding was bad will have to think again, because this is like The Red Wedding times ten and then some! Eliza looks at it all in a state of panic so deep, that she can´t move a muscle. All the while, her panicked mother tries to look for a way out of there for them and if it wasn´t for a brave pair of members of the guards protecting them, it looks like they would both surely have died here.

4. Int. Eliza´s Quarters in the Red Keep. Day.

CAPTION:

CURRENT DAY

The now 67-year-old Eliza´s quarters are looking like ones befitting of a queen with all of the luxuries, that the common small folk could only dream of having. Herming (the Lannister Guard leader, we met in episode 3 FYI) is about to give his report to her and looks rather excited to do so.

Herming:

We´ve found someone, who had contact with them, Regent Mother. A girl from Oldtown, whose family they lived with until they fled town. We brought her here, so you could question her personally, as you requested.

Eliza:

I take it that no one else knows about this.

Herming:

Only operatives from the eyes, Regent Mother. They wouldn´t even tell me what´s so special about these two women, that we´re putting heaven and earth into motion to find them.

Eliza:

You should thank them. If they had told you, I would have needed to have you executed.

He first lets out a small chuckle, thinking that she´s joking, but one look into her eyes tells him that she´s as serious as you can be and he straightens himself out again, albeit a little embarrassed that he chuckled at what she said.

Eliza:

Have her brought to me and I want you to personally guard the door, after you´ve brought her here. There´s no telling, who you can and can´t trust these days.

Herming:

As you wish.

He leaves her and Eliza looks forward to getting some answers.

5. Int. Crypts of Winterfell. Day.

Arya has been put to work at Winterfell alright, in that she´s cleaning the many statues in the crypt. It´s a job that you would think is quite miserable, but she looks like she´s enjoying the feeling of being home, that it gives her. Jamilla comes down there with a jug of water for her and a cup.

Jamilla:

Have for swallowed enough dust for one lifetime yet?

Arya:

Times two, but I don´t mind.

They smile at one another, and Jamilla pours a cup of water for Arya, that she hands to her. Arya swallows it in one gulp.

Jamilla:

It´s not that it´s not one of those tasks that we´ve been meaning to have done for a long time, it´s more finding volunteers for it, that´s been the issue.

Arya:

I can see why.

Jamilla:

We can´t exactly have you running around in public, without you risking being recognized, so it´ll have to do you for now.

Arya:

I don´t mind doing this at all. It reminds me of my childhood, when my brother Bran and I would come down here with my father and he would tell me all of the stories of the great kings of the past.

She smiles to herself, when thinking back on it.

Jamilla:

From everything I´ve read about him. he was an honorable man.

Arya:

To a fault unfortunately. If he had only been a bit less focused on maintaining that honor, then the war of the five kings might never have happened and him and most of my family wouldn´t have been killed in it.

Jamilla:

It also could have been that the Night King would have won, if the war hadn´t happened.

Arya:

I suppose that you´re at least to some extent correct. Seeing your father, the center of your life, get beheaded in front of your eyes at eleven years old is a memory I´d still rather be without, as I´m sure you can understand.

Jamilla:

I can´t even imagine what it would have been like. I should get back, before anyone starts asking questions about where I am.

Arya:

Thanks for the water!

Jamilla:

You can just leave the jug and cup down here. Unless you think that you´ll be done by the end of today?

Arya:

It´s not likely.

Jamilla starts to walk towards the exit, but Arya can´t help herself from asking one more questioin.

Arya:

What do you have Dany doing?

Jamilla:

She´s helping with cleaning out the latrines.

Jamilla leaves her and Arya looks a little relieved, that at least she didn´t get Dany´s job. She goes about cleaning the next statue, which in of Bran the Builder himself.

Arya (to herself):

So, you´re the one, that they named at least a dozen Stark men after.

She goes about cleaning it, first from the back and the bottom up and it´s clear that this is something that hasn´t been done in a long time, given the cloud of dust that comes up, whenever she wipes any part of it. It makes her cough, and she has to take a step back to catch her breath again. It´s only then that she notices that she´s standing on a trap door, when she sees the outline that´s now become visible after she wiped it off. It makes her curious and soon a handle also becomes visible, that will enable her to open the trap door. She does and looks down into the darkness. Seeing that she´ll need a light to make her way down there, she grabs a torch from the wall and makes her way back to the trap door.

6. Int. Secret Passage Under Winterfell. Day.

Arya climbs down a small ladder with her torch in hand and closes the hatch behind herself before climbing all the way down. Large spiders, who have probably been living down there with no contact with the outside world in decades, scatter as she steps down on the floor. A passage leads down below the keep, that looks like it´s been dug out of the ground a long time ago. Letting her curiosity get the better of her, Arya makes her way down the passage and soon comes to a crudely written inscription that´s carved into the side of the wall. She lights it up with her torch, so that she can read it.

Arya (to herself):

"If you have found this place, then the dead have won. May the Gods have mercy on us all". They must have built this during the long night, in case they needed a final place to hide from the white walkers.

She follows the passage down to see what else she can find.

7. Int. Red Keep Cell. Day.

Ashia is looking scared of what will happen to her, while she awaits her fate. She doesn´t look like she´s been suffering too much, all things considered. The cell door opens, and she stands up. Herming steps in, carrying a set of shackles.

Herming:

I´m here to take you to questioning.

Ashia:

Do you by that mean torture?

He smiles at her.

Herming:

The Regent Mother doesn´t need to torture anyone to get the truth out of them. Try to lie to her and she´ll know in a second. Stick your hands out.

Ashia does and he puts the shackles on her wrists.

Herming:

I´m only putting them on you because it´s standard procedure. We both know that it would be impossible for you to escape from here, don´t we?

He looks her in the eyes and can read from her gaze, that she gets the message.

Herming:

Play along and you may still get out of this unscathed. Try to run and things will become much less pleasant for you.

Ashia:

I won´t try anything. You have my word.

He opens the cell door, and she walks out before he does.

8. Int. Eliza´s Quarters. Day.

Ashia is unshackled by Herming, while Eliza watches.

Herming:

If she tries anything ...

Eliza:

I may not be as strong as I used to be, but I can still handle a girl of her size. You can leave us.

Herming does and Ashia looks pretty uncomfortable at the situation she´s in, to Eliza´s slight amusement.

Eliza:

Ashia Eth-Rimal. Came here as a refugee from Essos as an unaccompanied young child, where she a few days later was bought by Lord Idri Eth-Rimal, another former resident of the land on the other side of the narrow sea. By all accounts, an unremarkable girl, who´s no different from all the other girls her age, that walk the streets of our fair cities. But that isn´t entirely the truth, is it, Ashia?

Ashia:

I don´t know what you think I know, but ...

Eliza:

Did they take you to see their dragon, while they lived with your family?

Ashia looks as surprised as anyone would be at that sort of question.

Ashia:

Their what?

Eliza:

Dragon. It´s a large and rather scary looking lizard creature with enormous wings, that also has the ability to breathe fire. You must have heard of them.

Ashia:

I know what a dragon is, it´s not that! It´s more that they don´t exist anymore, that makes me surprised why you´re asking about one!

Eliza smiles to herself at Ashia´s reaction to her question.

Eliza:

You really didn´t know, did you?

Ashia:

Know what?

Eliza:

That the two young women, who lived as servants with you and your family were spies for Lord Dalamar.

Ashia:

Aryana and Danyra? I don´t believe it!

Eliza:

The same night you were taken into custody, the girl Aryana, as you knew her, was rescued by the other woman, while being transferred from one prison to the other. Which wouldn´t be of the slightest interest to me except for one fact, as testified to by the commander of the soldiers that were there that night: She did it while riding on a dragon.

Ashia looks shocked, which tells Eliza everything she needs to know.

Ashia:

Not to sound rude, but you´re certain of this?

Eliza:

Don´t worry, child. Your reaction told me everything I needed to know. I trust however that you can see how information like this needs to be kept at a level, where only those who need to know, know anything about it.

Ashia:

Yes, of course.

Eliza goes over to open the door and Herming is let in again.

Eliza:

Find a nice room for her in the keep and make sure, that she´s well taken care of. There´s no reason to turn an otherwise loyal Lord against us, when it can so easily be avoided. Once you have, you will make sure that word is sent to her family, that she´s here and safe with us.

Herming gives her a slight nod. Ashia looks relieved at the mercy, that´s being shown to her.

Eliza:

I trust that those orders are so easily understandable, that you even someone of your feeble intelligence can carry them out?

Herming:

Yes, Regent Mother.

Ashia smiles at Eliza, as she´s being led out.

Ashia:

Thank you.

Eliza:

I´m not doing it solely for you, I´m doing it for the good of the realm. If it hadn´t been for men like your adoptive father helping to bring order back to it, who knows what kind of state this continent would be in by now?

Ashia is led out by Herming, who closes the door behind them, only this time unshackled. Eliza smiles to herself and thinks back to:

9. Int. Eliza´s Room. Evening. (Flashback)

CAPTION:

50 YEARS EARLIER

The 17-year-old Eliza is about to get married and is with her father, who looks her over in her wedding dress. She looks beautiful and he looks proud of her.

Erwyn:

The Targaryen's themselves would have been jealous, if they had been here to see you now!

Eliza:

Do you really think so?

Erwyn:

Your cousin will be proud to take you as his wife.

Eliza:

Must you keep reminding me of that fact?

Erwyn sees that it´s time he told her some truths and sits her down.

Erwyn:

You understand why you had to marry from within our family, don´t you?

Eliza:

So we can maintain total control.

Erwyn:

What do those two words mean to you? Total control.

Eliza takes a moment to think about it.

Eliza:

I´m not sure.

Erwyn:

It means to be willing to do what´s best, both for yourself and the realm, when you need to. Can you keep a secret?

She nods.

Erwyn:

The massacre at my coronation. That wasn´t planned by the Baratheon's, it was planned by us.

Eliza looks shocked at what she´s hearing.

Eliza:

But many of those killed were your vassals and friends!

Erwyn:

Many of whom were plotting to overthrow us a the time. Not all of them of course, but enough that we needed to "thin the herd", so to speak. Doing it that way meant that we could not only avoid having to fight a very costly and potentially a losing war. It also meant that we could blame it on the Baratheon's, who were the head instigators anyway and turn public opinion against them, while making ourselves look like the victims in the process. After all, what kind of Ruler would be mad enough to have his own coronation be attacked?

Eliza:

None, I can imagine.

Erwyn:

A Regent is only as strong as his or her following is. If you lose that following, then you can rest assured that you won´t sit on the throne for much longer.

Eliza nods like she understands what he´s saying, but still looks a little shocked.

Erwyn:

The one time that happened, we brought a little disease here and once it started to run rampant among the small folk, they didn´t have time to think of overthrowing us anymore. Did we know that it would take the lives of so many, no, but it did what it was meant to, and no one has thought of opposing us since.

Eliza:

That was also us?

Erwyn nods at her.

Erwyn:

Do all of these things I´ve told you, surprise you?

Eliza:

More than a little!

Erwyn:

What did I tell you, when we first started this conversation?

Eliza:

In order to maintain total control, one must do what´s best for ourselves and the realm as a whole.

Erwyn:

We are what has and always will be best for the realm, so the two go hand in hand. Do you see what I mean?

Eliza:

I´m fairly certain that I do, yes.

He stands up and extends his hand to her.

Erwyn:

Now let´s go and get you married, my dear daughter. Your groom awaits you.

He smiles at her in a fatherly way and she takes his hand, as he helps her to stand up in her huge dress.

10. Int. Eliza´s Quarters. Day. (Current Day)

Eliza smiles to herself for a moment, as she thinks back to her father, who she clearly loved deeply, before getting her game face on again.

11. Int. Secret Passage Under Winterfell. Day.

Arya makes her way through the passage and comes to a large room. Seeing that there´s torches already on the walls ready to be lit, she uses her own to light them. It´s clear that she´s in a room that was designed to be a holdout, where they could hide away for weeks or even months, if they needed to. There´s a few beds down there, a table with chairs to sit on and even a crude stove, complete with some pots and pans, that could be used to cook on with a small stock of old and very dry by now timber to light it up with. She tries to sit on one of the beds and it´s actually quite comfortable and goes to the stove, where she pretends to cook. She then notices that there´s also a small library of books, that was put down there to give them something to entertain themselves with, while they waited. She picks them up and looks them through.

Some of the titles include:

"The Rule of Bran the Builder: A Complete History"

"Fables of the Gods and the Children of the Forest"

"Cooking With What You Have: Queen Alyssa Stark´s Helpful Guide on How to Get the Most Out of Very Little".

The title of the last one makes her smile, and she opens it to check out a little of what it has to say. When it does, a piece of paper falls out of it and falls down on the floor. Arya picks it up and reads it. What it has to say though, makes her make wide eyes.

12. Int. Hallway in the Red Keep. Evening.

Eliza comes up to the door to the King´s Council Chambers, that´s guarded by one of the senior members of the King´s Guard.

Eliza:

I´ve been summoned by the Regent himself.

King´s Guard:

Wait here for a moment, while I check.

Eliza looks annoyed.

Eliza:

You can´t take my word for it?

King´s Guard:

His Regency has declared that none are allowed to enter without his personal permission.

Eliza doesn´t look pleased at being treated this way, but doesn´t have any other choice than to accept it. The guard returns moments later and holds the door open for her.

King´s Guard:

You may enter.

She sends him a sharp look that gives him the chills, as she heads inside.

13. Int. King´s Council Chambers. Evening.

Eliza comes in and Weston is already waiting for her. He isn´t looking all that happy with her from the start and neither is she with him, so they´re off to a bad start even before the first word has been spoken between them.

Eliza:

Is there any particular reason, why you chose to humiliate me, by treating me like I were a common servant girl?

Weston:

We´re losing the war and it´s all thanks to you!

Eliza looks annoyed at having to listen to him blaming her for his own shortcomings again, but not all that surprised.

Eliza:

What am I supposed to have done now?

Weston:

You convinced me, that we could easily fight this rebellion down! Now their two armies are about to link up and merge and if they do, they will essentially have cut the continent in half.

Eliza:

So?

She looks at him defiantly, as he looks like his temper is about to get the better of him.

Weston:

SO? Their cannons are pounding our forces into submission, we´re losing land to them all the time and that´s all you have to say?

Eliza:

Things could be looking worse.

Weston:

Not by much!

Eliza:

Before long, Gerard Baratheon will have used up the ammunition, that he needs for his cannons. We´ve been closer than this to the edge of a collapse before. I´d keep that in mind, if I were you.

He tries to, cast calm down and walks over to her.

Weston:

Please tell me that you have good news for me in regard to this dragon business.

Eliza:

The girl they brought here doesn´t know anything. I questioned her myself.

Weston:

In that case, I believe you. Do you think they could have flown back to Essos already?

Eliza:

With everything that´s happened, I wouldn´t consider it unlikely.

Weston:

Damn! What did you do with the girl?

Eliza:

She´s still here for now. I thought it would be for the best, given the delicacy of the situation.

Weston:

Make sure that she´s well taken care of. There´s no need to ...

Eliza:

Alienate a loyal Lord, when it´s so easily avoidable. I was the one, who taught you that, if you remember.

He smiles at her slightly.

Weston:

Like you´ve taught me so many things, because father wasn´t here to. Do you truly believe that we have nothing to worry over, in regard to this rebellion?

Eliza:

If I didn´t, then I would have told you so in no uncertain terms. It´s getting late and I´m tired, so if there´s nothing else ...

Weston:

No, you can leave. It´s enough that one of us will be up most of the night, thanks to this blasted war!

Eliza:

Goodnight, son.

Weston:

Goodnight, mother. I apologize if I´ve been sounding ungrateful to you these last months, but with this whole rebellion thing filling my mind constantly ...

Eliza:

There´s no need to. Try to get some sleep, if you can.

She leaves him and he´s left to worry over how to win the war.

14. Int. Crypts of Winterfell. Evening.

Arya is showing what she´s found to Jamilla and Dany. She deliberately keeps a little distance from Dany though, making Dany a little annoyed.

Dany:

If you´d had to do the kind of Ungodly work, I´ve had to do today, then you wouldn´t be smelling like roses either, I´ll have you know!

Arya:

How bad was it?

Dany:

It made me long for those easy days, where my only problem was being deceased!

Arya has to smile a little at her answer.

Jamilla:

I can´t tell you, if it´s real, but the way it´s written tells me, that it has to be extremely old. No one has talked or written this way for at least the past five centuries.

Arya:

I remember us having a few books in our library that were written that way, mainly because us children weren´t allowed to touch them. I think it´s real.

Dany:

What does it exactly say?

Jamilla:

As Arya said, it´s a proclamation of an unbreakable alliance between the Children of the Forest and the People of the North. It says that they agreed to "Forever Protect One Another, Even in the Worst of Times".

Arya:

It´s proof that it was thanks to the Children of the Forest and the people of the North working together, that the Long Night came to an end.

Dany:

It certainly sounds that way. That was a very long time ago, however.

Arya:

Don´t you think that the use of the word "Forever" negates any statute of limitation?

Dany:

No, I think that us slaughtering most of their race probably did!

They look like they don´t entirely agree on this. Jamilla hands the piece of paper back to Arya.

Jamilla:

It´s an interesting curiosity, but no more than that. Unless you have a way of somehow finding the remaining Children of the Forest, should any of them even still exist?

Her words give Arya a crazy idea.

Arya:

I don´t only know where they are. I know one of them personally.

Jamilla looks at her in disbelief.

Jamilla:

You´re telling me that you´re friends with them?

Arya:

I wouldn´t say friends as such, considering that they tried several times to kill me and my real friends, but I know them better than anyone else in this world does.

Jamilla:

Why am I even surprised?

Dany:

Do you need a ride on a dragon from someone, who would rather surrender herself to the enemy, even if it means she´ll tortured, than face another day as a part of Winterfell´s janitorial team?

Arya:

It beats walking there, doesn´t it? Just remember to dress warm, because where we´re going, it´s extremely cold!

Jamilla shakes her head at the craziness of it all. Arya looks ready for another adventure, while Dany is mostly relieved to get out of the hellish job, she found herself having.

15. Int. Eliza´s Quarters. Night. (Flashback)

CAPTION:

33 YEARS EARLIER

The 34-year-old Eliza is looking at her husband, who looks like he´s fighting for breath and is dying in their bed, with a look so cold in her eyes that it´s almost chilling.

Eliza:

Why won´t you die already? It didn´t take this long for my father to and he was much bigger than you!

He gasps for breath and reaches out towards her in a feeble attempt to get at her, that only amuses her.

Eliza:

You didn´t actually think that I would allow someone as weak as you to reign in my stead, did you, you pompous fool? With your foolish ideas of giving the small folk rights, they haven´t even asked for. Weston is a good boy, who´ll do as his mother tells him to, without asking too many questions. He looks like a King too, unlike you, my constant disappointment of a husband, who I wouldn´t trust to rule over a privy!

He finally starts to die, and she watches him with a sick and twisted look on her face, as he takes his last breath.

Int. Catacombs Under the Red Keep. Evening. (Current Day)

A hooded figure is waiting for Eliza and is looking a little uncomfortable with the situation. Eliza scares him a little, when she sneaks up on him. He pulls his hood back and it´s the same Inquisitor, who questioned Arya in an earlier episode.

Inquisitor:

Don´t sneak up on me again like that! You scared me.

Eliza:

How can an old woman like me scare you?

Inquisitor:

Usually old women wouldn´t, but you´re nothing like any old woman, that I´ve ever met! It´s not you who´s risking your head, by meeting down here.

Eliza:

My son, as much of a weakling as he is, still wouldn´t have any choice except to execute me. Although I´m sure that he would be doing it with a tear in his eyes.

Inquisitor:

This is the last time, we do this. It´s getting too dangerous for me.

Eliza:

Why should I care?

She looks him in the eyes in a way, that could cut even the largest man down to size.

Eliza:

Your work for me ends when I decide that it does and not a moment sooner. Unless of course you want all of your colleagues in The Ears to know, what you´ve been doing in your off time? From what I hear, they like to go that extra distance, when it´s one of their own, who´s been proven to be a traitor to the realm.

He tries to stand his ground in this test of wills, but there´s no doubt who will win, no matter what he does.

Inquisitor:

You wouldn´t!

Eliza:

I´m the Regent Mother. What reason would I have to lie to them?

Inquisitor:

Can you just do me one favor? Tell me why you asked me to come, so I can get out of here as fast as possible.

Eliza:

I need you to get a message through to Dalamar. Tell him that we have his girl here at the keep and everything is proceeding as planned. Once we´re weakened enough that we´re there for the taking, I´ll send word to him at the first opportunity, I have.

Inquisitor:

You don´t feel the slightest bit of regret, that you´re sticking a knife in your own son´s back? Or that tens, if not hundreds of thousands will die in this war, they´ll have to fight.

She shakes her head slightly.

Eliza:

I got rid of my father, because he had become too old to rule and wouldn´t admit it to himself. I got rid of my mother, once she started asking the wrong questions all of the time. The turn then came to my husband, because he thought that he should be the one to rule, while I sat there quietly and allowed him to make one disastrous decision after another. It´s not as if I enjoyed having to do it, but in all of those cases it had to be done. If my son thinks that he can push me aside and rob me of the power, I deserve to have after all of my years of loyal service to this cursed realm, I´ll just have to do the same a fourth time, won´t I?

Even someone as brutal as the Inquisitor looks at her with disdain, but she couldn´t care less.

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