EPISODE 2. TRUTH, LIES, AND PROPHECY
OLD TOWN - CITIDEL
SAM
Samwell Tarly is the eldest son of Lord Randyll Tarly and Melessa Tarly nee' Florent. A disappointment to his father because of his size and weight, and after years of ridicule his father threatened him on a hunting trip. It was either the Night's Watch or death. Upon joining the Night's Watch Sam found MORE ridicule and hardship, but he soon found friendship in Jon Snow. Through Jon Sam was accepted by his new brothers.
Samwell became a companion and friend to Maester Aemon as well. Despite being a Steward Sam leaned more towards Maestering. Like all members of the watch Sam had to learn arms and combat. Then he traveled with Jeor Mormont and a large host of the watch through the wall to locate the growing Wildling and White Walker threats. At Crasters Keep Sam meets a young Wildling girl named Gilly. He falls in love with her and later her child.
He saw the White Walker army with his own eyes. Upon returning to Craster's Keep he protected Gilly from mutineers and killed a White Walker with a shard of Dragon Glass. He convinces Maester Aemon to give shelter and protect Gilly, in the battle of the wall he kills two Wildlings. When the election for a new commander comes up Sam speaks up for Jon Snow and Jon is chosen the 998th commander of the Night's Watch.
Soon after Maester Aemon dies and Sam eulogizes him. Then Sam asks Jon to leave so that he may study at the Citidel to become the next Maester of the Night's Watch. He takes Gilly with him and tries to pass her off as his lover and mother of his child at his former home of Horn Hill. His father's attitude toward Sam has not changed despite the fact that Sam killed a White Walker and two Wildlings at the wall battle. Feeling Gilly wasn't safe at Horn Hill he takes Gilly and their child with him after stealing Heart's Bane a Valyrian steel sword.
After settling in at an Old Town inn Randyll Tarly confronts Sam about the family sword. "You are a bigger fool than I thought…" His father says holding Heart's Bane. "You could have left the baby at Horn Hill…His chances of becoming a real man decrease with you…"
Sam sneers, "Whatever he becomes his father will love and support him and he will not have to endure the cold hearted, emotionless, upbringing I had to at Horn Hill…"
Randyll Tarly stares then he leaves without another word, "Farewell brother and good luck we are off to Dorne…"
"Why?" Sam asks out of pure curiosity.
"The Tyrells have aligned with the Martells…"
Many days passed since then and Sam was finally able to convince the Arch Maester to allow Gilly and baby Sam to stay in the tower so long as they didn't disturb anyone. Sam dove into his studies and past many tests set before him. His studies on human anatomy and medicine went slowly as he had to get accustomed to blood. He practiced on animals then people and dead bodies. In his spare time he looked up information on White Walkers but archives had little to nothing on the subject. In regards to the wall documents state that Bran the Builder used slaves to build it.
"It's late young Sam…"
"Sorry I was looking up information on the wall and how it was built…"
"Bran the Builder built the wall using slaves…" the Maester said.
"What about the giants?"
The man just stares at him, "There is no such thing as giamts…"
"But…"
"We deal in facts not legends…goodnight…"
Sam watches as the Maester walk away. He finds Gilly preparing super when he enters their room. "Any luck?"
"I'm afraid not…" he picks up the baby and sits, "Gilly?"
"Yes!"
"Do you know anything more…about the White Walkers…"
She looks at him, "Stories…Some people say they serve the gods…Some say the Night King is a god or the son of a god or that he was punished by the old gods and forced into mortal form…They also say the children of the forest made him to punish the Andels."
They make love that night Gilly and Sam. The next day Sam dives into his studies then when he is done Sam continues his search on the White Walkers. A whistling sound draws his attention and he walks through the rows of shelves in search of the whistling until he finds an elderly looking man with his hood up and head down.
"Who are you?"
"I am known by no one…and yet everyone seeks me…Samwell Tarly Slayer of Thenns and White Walkers…"
"Who are you? And how do you know my name?"
"How does anyone know anything…by looking and listening…What are you looking for Sam?"
"A way to defeat the White Walkers…"
The man looks up causing Sam to flinch at his unearthly white eyes, "You won't find what you are looking for here…The learned Maesters of the citadel don't believe in magic…"
"Samwell Tarly…" Sam turns to find the Maester who greeted him standing behind him, "Whom are you talking too…"
When Sam turns the man is gone, "He was just here…"
"Who?"
"He wore a black robe with gold trimming…he had a white beard and white eyes…"
"Tell no one you have seen this man…And if you see him again try to restrain him…"
"Why?" The question goes unanswered and the Maester leaves.
The next day Sam is off and spends half the day with Gilly and the other half looking for the man. But he is nowhere to be seen. Then Sam starts in a new section in his search for a way to kill the White Walkers or understand them when he arrives at his room he hears voices.
"Oh Sam you are home this is…Well he never told me his name…"
"You!"
"Yes me Samwell Tarly…What you seek is not here…What you seek is at Winterfell…"
"Speak plainly!" Sam demands.
"Only the Prince can stop the Night King…Born of Fire and Ice…"
"More riddles!"
The man hands Sam a book with leather binding on the front cover is a red outlined phoenix with a jewel in its chest. "Open it…"
Sam does, but the pages are blank, "Its blank!" He says flipping through the book, "Its all blank…"
The man begins to fade before their eyes, Gilly jumps back, "Ask the right question and the answer will appear."
Sam stares at Gilly, "A wizard!" Gilly whispers. Sam opens the book again, the pages are blank. Gilly walks up to Sam and takes the book, "I want to know about White Walkers…" The jewel on the front of the book flashes. When she opens the book there are words inside. "By the gods…Sam look!"
"That's impossible!" Sam says taking the book from Gilly.
Before the time of Bran the Builder and the age of heroes…The Children of the forest wondered from north to south east to west…They watched over the land…the rivers…the mountains for the old gods…Men and women who would one day be shunned and called Wildlings bowed to no man and called no one King…
Sam is reading aloud and skips ahead…
Then they came the First men building their kingdoms and demanding men to bow to them…they brought wars…but they respected the old gods and the children of the forest…Then came the Andels. They cut down the were-trees and hunted the children the forest…They brought with them the faith of the seven…The New gods…Angered the Children of the Forest created the Night King…They took him a man of the wild and using blood magic they swore to never use created the Night King…
Sam closed the book and looks at Gilly. Then he opens it again the pages are blank again, "Do you think I should show this to the Maesters?"
"No! You told me they don't believe in magic…What do ya think they will do to this book…We should leave…"
"You are right…He did say what we needed is at Winterfell…" They quickly pack their things and leave out in the middle of the night. As the sun rises on Old Town Sam makes it to the gate when he spots his mother and sister entering. "Mother!"
"Sam, why did you take the baby?"
"Because he was not safe at Horn Hill…Not with father…"
"Don't be ridiculous…"
"MOTHER!" He said louder than he wanted, "Gilly and I need to get North…and I need you to buy us horses and a wagon…Guards would be nice as well…"
"What is north?"
HARRENHAL
The Lannister/Baratheon sigil no longer flies over Harrenhal. The Targaryen sigil flies with the Tyrell and Martell sigils one on the right the other on the left. Randyll Tarly walks through the ruined castle as his men perform their daily drills. "Word from Rosby milord…Your son has captured the town and fort…"
"What of King's Landing, any activity?"
"None!" Sir Dayne of House Dayne, a Banner of Dorne says.
"My Lord! A man yells running up.
"What is it?"
"Latest report on troop movement near Golden Tooth…Lord Lefford now has nine thousand men…"
"Keep me updated…I want to know when they march…"
Tarly goes to his chambers to bathe then he has diner with his captains and commanders. Before going to bed he writes a letter to his wife. The next morning as he is breaking his fast in the main hall his squire rushes in. "My Lord!"
"You know I hate being disturbed at breakfast…"
"Sorry sir but our scouts have a caught a woman…A healer…"
"A healer is she dangerous?"
"She is armed with daggers and a small sword…"
The Squire leads Randyll to the courtyard where a woman sits before a table with two men guarding her. On the table is a healer's kit, a bunch of daggers and knives and a fancy sword. Randyll picks up the sword, "You are well armed for a healer…"
"Dangerous times milord…"
"We found all this gold on her as well…"
"Healer more like a thief…" Dayne says speaking up.
"No thief milord…" The woman replies in a thick accent, "Trying to get where imma goin in one piece…"
"And where are you going?"
"To the capital milord…Gots family there I do…Me sister…"
"We can use a healer…"
"Mite kind offer sir, but I needs to get to the capital…"
"I don't know if I believe you…I will keep you for now just to be certain…" Later he meets with the Lords, commanders, and captains to discuss the recent news of the Twins, supply lines, and scouting parties. The next day before sunrise the bells alarm awaking Randyll. He quickly dresses and belts his sword Heart's Bane. "What's happening?" he asks entering the courtyard.
"It's the healer sir she escaped last night…" Randyll Tarly stands over four men as they slowly get up off the ground before the cages.
"Some type of sleeping drug very powerful…" the Maester says.
"My Lord you better come see this…" he follows the Knight to the armory. The weapons and gold they took from the healer is missing as well. "Quarter Master says some food is missing as well…"
"She couldn't have gotten far send out some men and track her down…" hours later the men return empty handed. Then a raven arrives from Rosby, Lannister forces are attacking from Crakehall. My son needs reinforcements…Prepare a thousand horsemen…" They leave within that hour.
KING'S LANDING - THE RED KEEP
CERSEI
Cersei is getting dressed for court her handmaids work tirelessly to make sure their mistress is perfect. "The Queen's Hand to see you your grace…" Sir Marcus announces.
"What is it?"
"News about the Freys milady…"
"What has happened…"
"Walder Frey is dead…His throat was slit as he broke his fast…His sons Black Walder and Lothar were dismembered and served in his pie…"
"Who is Warden of the Riverlands now…"
"Edmure Tully."
"What?"
"Apparently Stevron Frey declared himself King of the Riverlands…At a feast he held everyone was poisoned except Edmure Tully and his Frey wife…Edmure has rallied the Riverlands and is marching North…"
"Damn!" Everytime Cersei thought she was ahead there was a setback, "Do you have any leads as to who was behind this?"
"Someone from the North…Walder Frey's head was placed on a pike with a note reading the North Remembers…The castle itself was burned…" Cersei makes her way to Jaime's room, she needed him now more than ever. "Milady we should head for court…An envoy from the Iron Isles is here…"
She pauses, "Fine to court then…" The gathered nobles are there some wish that the Queen to open up the city as many wish to leave with the ever growing threat from the Martells, the Tyrells, and Daenarys Targaryen. There is a petition made by a noble for food and medicine for the poor. Cersei shocks the gathered nobles by agreeing to this. Then a noble asks Cersei to end the curfew she has in place. Then an elderly looking man from the Iron Isles steps forward and bows. "Who are you?"
"My name is Aeron Greyjoy Priest of the Drowned god I come on behalf of my King Euron Greyjoy of the Iron Isles…"
"There is no King of the Iron Isles…" Qyburn says.
When Cersei looks at Qyburn she smiles before looking back at Aeron. From the corner of her eye she sees Jaime enter the throne room from a side entrance. "Y…you received my letter then?" She asks distracted by her brother's presence.
"I am not aware of any letter…My King sent me to make introduction and announce his soon arrival…He has a thousand ships and thirty-five thousand Iron Born to aid you in your desperate hour…"
"Are you here to bargain on his behalf…"
"No I came to see if you are agreeable to talk with him…If not I am to return to his fleet and he will face the mother of Dragons head on…"
"I am agreeable to a meeting…When can I expect him…"
"Soon your grace…I have a raven aboard my ship to send to him…In the meantime may I prevail upon your hospitality?"
"Of course…See to Lord Aeron's comfort…" Court is dismissed by Qyburn then Cersei rushes to speak with Jaime who turns as she approaches. "Jaime!"
He pauses, "What!"
"May I speak with you in private…" They go to the small council chamber neat the Throne room. She locks the door. "I need you…" She says desperately.
"No you don't…"
"How can you say that?"
"You didn't need me when you killed all those people…You didn't need me when you empowered that fanatic…You didn't need me when you and father accused Tyrion of poisoning our son…"
"You can say his name and throw that in my face after that little bastard killed both our parents?"
"Oh give it a rest Cersei…Why not blame father for getting mother pregnant the second time?"
"He killed our father!"
"Yes and part of me hates him for it…Then there is a part of me that wishes I had the strength to do it myself…He was an over bearing tyrant of a man…"
"And he is needed now more than ever…"
"The two of you pushed Tyrion into a corner…What did you expect him to do?"
She closes her eyes, "I don't want to fight you I want to be with you in all things…" she pulls out a knife, "If you don't want me anymore then end my suffering…For I cannot do any of this without you…"
Jaime takes a few steps toward her taking the knife and throwing it to the side, "No more secrets!" He says standing face to face. She shakes her head, "No more wild fire…From now we discuss all plans it's you and me…" They start kissing and fondling each other. He starts to undo her dress and she his pants. He makes love to her on the council table.
IRON BORN FLEET
EURON
Euron Greyjoy stands on the deck of his flagship the Cracken. He stares out over the sea his dreams of ruling all of Westeros is at hand. He is banking on the fact that Daenarys is currently in the Step Stones resupplying her fleet. Giving him a chance to slip by and give aid to the Lannisters. The Lannisters need allies so they would accept any deal he offered. The Mother of Dragons would come to him and she along with the Dragons would be his.
His niece and nephew were another matter and they would die by his hand. "My King!" A man called with a note from a raven.
"Good all is falling in play…Oars out we need to make haste…To the capital!" He yells after reading the note in private.
"My King why are we helping the Lannisters again…"
He smiles, "You will understand when we get there…The Lannisters are a means to an end that is all…The real prize is Daenarys Targaryen and her Dragons…" All one thousand ships in his fleet sprout oars to increase their speed across the sea.
THE BROTHERHOOD WITHOUT BANNERS
THOROS
Thoros, Dondarrion, Sandor Clagena, Anguy, and Carter travel through the Riverlands on their way north. They travel the King's road as they had crossed people heading south who told them that the Tullys were in control of the riverlands again. They stop at an inn and sit together at a table. "I have secured us some horses…" Thoros says returning to the table.
"Good!" Sandor says, "I am tired of fucking walking…"
Just then the door opens and in walks a hooded lady with a strand of red hair peaking out of the hood. "What is it?" Dondarrion asks.
Thoros gets up, "My Lady Milissandre…"
She looks at him, "Lord Thoros…It is good to see a familiar face in these parts…"
He takes her arm, "Come sit with us…"
"Whose this?' Sandor asks.
"Lady Milissandre may I introduce…Sandor Clegane…"
"What?" he looks at Thoros, "What the fuck is she looking at?"
"If you love her you will protect him…"
"She's crazy like you…"
"You fear the fire Sandor Clegane…but it is not the fire you should fear…It is the terrors of the Night…"
"Yeah she is just as crazy as you…"
"I have a gift if you wish to take it…"
He downs his cup of ale, "Sure why not…"
Milissandre reaches across the table and places her hand on the side of his face. Sandor starts to scream drawing the attention of the people in the tavern. When she removes her hand his face is smooth and unscarred by fire. The people in the tavern bow, "I did not believe in the lord of light…"
"Follow us for the great battle is in the North and you will be needed to fight with the Great Prince…"
When they leave the tavern over a hundred people follow them, some are sell swords others commoners who refused to fight for the Tullys, "How we suppose to feed all these people?" Sandor asks. The inn keeper gives them four wagons loaded with food. On they push into the North through the Riverlands towards the neck. When they make camp three men enter the camp guarding a large woman and a young man.
"Found these two making camp by the river…" A man says to Thoros.
"Release them!" Milissandre commands.
"You!" Brianne says looking at Milissandre.
"Lady Brianne…"
Sandor jumps up, "I was hoping to see you again…"
"You should be dead…"
"Everyone calm down…" Thoros says looking at Sandor. They all sit around the fire telling their stories. "If the King sees you again you are a dead woman…" Brianne says to Milissandre.
"All men and women die…It is my destiny to die at the wall protecting the Prince…"
"You really can bring people back to life…" Podrick asks looking at Thoros.
He smiles, "I am just an instrument for my lord…When we reach the wall you will see…"
WINTERFELL
JON
Jon was up before sunrise waiting for those he had called to his secret meeting. Sansa was the first to arrive then Davos Seaworthy Jon's unofficial Hand. Then Lady Lyanna Mormont arrives, the same time as Lord Royce, and finally Tormund Giant's Bane is the last to arrive."What is so important I have to lose sleep over…"
Jon looks at Sansa, "Go ahead…"
Sansa sighs nervously then she begins her tale from her time at the Eyrie, "She tried to throw me through the moon door…Petyr Baelish stopped her and he pushed her. She was insanely jealous though I had no eyes for Lord Baelish. Hear he confessed to me that he loved me and wanted me at his side to take the Iron Throne…"
"Why should I believe you now?" Lord Yohn Royce asks.
"Why would she lie now?" Lyanna Mormont asks. "It seems to me that Baelish planned all this from the start…I wouldn't be surprised if he had a hand in Lord Arryn's death…"
Davos stirs, "Do you have any proof Lady Sansa?"
She shakes her head, "Only my word…"
"Fuck you knee benders with all your damned secrets…" Tormund says speaking up, "…an accusation like this could tear this alliance apart."
"Women are sentimental…and hide things in weird places…Perhaps Lysa Arryn kept a Letter or two from Baelish. Maybe there is something incriminating we can use against him…"
Jon stirs, "If you are right, how would we get them?"
"I was a smuggler…I know people I can send a letter to a friend in White Harbor…If there is something he'll find it…"
"How long will that take?" Royce asks.
"Two to five weeks at the most…"
"I don't like this…Baelish already threatened me once. If he gets wind…" Royce says.
"Don't give him a reason to suspect anything." Jon says, "We are all in this together…"
"Let me kill the bastard…" Tormund says.
"No!" Lyanna Mormont says forcefully, "If mishandled Baelish will slip through our fingers…And we will lose the majority of our forces…"
"Each of us must choose one person we can trust to pass messages through…" Jon looks at Tormund, I am leaving a thousand men here to protect Winterfell and my sister…500 North-men and 500 men of the Vale…Could you chose some men to remain here and tip the balance in our favor just in case Baelish tries something?"
"I can do that…"
PETYR BAELISH
Baelish was up as well writing letters to his agents throughout Westeros. There is a knock at his door, "Enter!"
"My Lord they are having a meeting in the study…" Lyn Cobray says entering the room.
"Who?"
"That bastard Jon Snow, Lady Sansa, Lord Royce, Lady Lyanna Mormont, the Wildling Dog Tormund and Davos…"
"Damn!" Baelish follows Cobray through the castle which is just coming to life, he pauses just as Davos emerges from the study. Then Lady Mormont exits the study, followed by Royce, and finally Tormund.
Baelish tiptoes through the hall to hear Jon say to Sansa, "I wanted to speak with you alone…" The door has a crack in it.
"About what?'
"Bran is alive and he is at the wall…"
"Thank the gods. What is he doing at the wall?" Baelsih listens as Jon explains about the three eyed Raven and all that befell Bran and Meera. "…Are you worried he will be King now?"
"No of course not…"
"Of course not I am sorry…"
"There is something else Sansa…"
"What?"
There is a pause, "My mother is Lyanna Stark…"
"That is not possible…"
"It is if you think about it…Rhaegar Targaryen kidnapped her…Rhaegar Targaryen is my father and Lyanna Stark your aunt is my mother…They married in secret I am not a bastard after all."
"Wasn't he already married…"
"She died before I was born…"
Baelish had heard enough. Jon Snow had to be taken care of. In the main hall Jon announces that the army would be marching for the wall that day. After the meeting Petyr meets with Cobray, "I want you to go to the wall and if the moment presents itself kill Jon Snow…and that traitor Yohn Royce…"
"I will not fail you milord…"
As Jon said he would he left behind five hundred men and so did Baelish. Jon also left behind five hundred Wildlings incase Baelish tried something.
CASTLE BLACK
BRAN
Brandon's eyes were white and his mind in the raven as it flew over the army marching out of Winterfell. He returned to himself where Meera and Tollet were waiting. "He is on the way…"
"Good…"
"Not good I told you already we need to be ready to leave…"
Tollet agreed to keep men off the wall especially after Meera suggested that Bran can keep watch by warging. A second Raven flies over the wall in search of the Night King and his army. The Raven comes to the fist of the first men and finds the Night King and his army fighting the Children of the Forest. His uncle Benjen is fighting beside them against the White Walkers below the overlook. Meanwhile two children of the forest fight the Night King on the cliff. The Raven flies down and tries to pluck his eyes but fails and Bran has to withdraw from the bird.
"I saw him he as at the fist of the first men fighting the Children of the forest…"
Fist of the First Men
The Night King has a child of the forest by the throat and incases him in ice. Then he roars into the air. Benjen, the Giants, and the wood guard retreat. Then the Night King looks toward the south and raises his scepter. They start marching south.