THANK YOU
Alex Highstoke
DeCorian Shepherd
Jared Beckett
Gintoki Sakata
Miguel razo
Jawahar S R
Mohvmud
caron ward
sayat aliev
Jonathan Allatt
lucafinn
For supporting my Patreon or Buyacoffee
Support and read advance chapters at my patreon or buyacoffee
5 Chapters for 1$
10 chapters for 3$
20 chapters for 10$
35 chapters for 20$
50 chapters for 30$
buyacoffee/Shashankbhatt
Patreon/Shahsank_bhatt
_________________________
[WINTERFELL]
[MAESTER LUWIN pushes through a wooden exterior door, closes it and locks it behind him. Sounds of screaming and barking can be heard in the background. He turns and begins to write a ssage on a scroll. He attaches it to a raven and releases it just as the Ironborn crash through the door. They take LUWIN prisoner.]
The Starks froze at the sight before them and Theon shrunk into himself.
[WINTERFELL, BRAN'S CHAMBERS]
[PRINCE THEON GREYJOY and DAGR enter LORD BRAN STARK's chambers. THEON walks up to the young lord, who lies in bed.]
"I've taken your castle."
With a loud roar Robb was off his seat, but just like others he froze when he tries to attack Theon. It wasn't just Robb but All the Starks were glaring, fury and betrayal especially in the eyes of Robb's parents and siblings.
Robb stated at Theon's face looked straight in the eye.
"You are dead to " he spat then turned back to his seat only then he was unfrozen.
"You're lucky he still cares about you to not kill you when we go back" Jon replies calmly
Theon didn't have any retort and simply sat back on his seat, Robb's words echoed in his mind and he felt his insides twist painfully.
[WINTERFELL COURTYARD]
[BRAN addresses a crowd, sitting next to THEON. DAGR, LUWIN, HODOR, and RICKON STARK stand watching.]
"I've yielded Winterfell to Theon."
"Louder. Say Prince Theon."
"Your desperation is showing boy. How unprincel" Brandon the Elder spat, his tone cold and sharp enough to cut Theon, who shivered but said nothing.
"I've yielded Winterfell to Prince Theon."
"You all know ."
"Aye, we know you for a steaming sack of shit."
"Farlen..." Ned muttered softly. Catelyn gently patted his hand in comfort.
"Listen to your little lord, Farlen. He has more sense than you do. My father has donned the ancient crown of Salt and Rock and declared himself King of the Iron Islands. He claims the North as well by right of conquest. You are all his subjects."
"The ancient crown of Salt and Rock" Jon laughed, catching them all by surprise. "House Hoare was the King of the Iron Islands and spread their influene to the Riverlands. House Greyjoy was nothing before that. You only have control over the Iron Islands because the conqueror nad your House as Paramount of the Iron Islands: he spat. "Know your place."
"My Father-"
"Lost a Rebellion before and he'll lose again" Jon spat coldly, "I hope this ti he dies and takes his turncloak coward of a son with him."
Theon fisted his hands.
"If you serve as loyally as you served Ned Stark, I will be as good to you as he ever was. Betray , and you will wish you hadn't. Maester Luwin, send a raven to Pyke informing my father of my victory here. And one to Deepwood Motte to my sister. You are a maester of the Citadel, sworn to serve the Lord of Winterfell, are you not?"
"I am."
"I am the Lord of Winterfell as Bran just inford you. Send the ravens."
[LUWIN exits, resigned. OSHA cos forward from the crowd.]
"My Lord Greyjoy."
"Of course she'd change sides" Robb muttered darkly. His future self should have killed her when they captured her.
"I see you've finally learned how to address your betters. What do you want? I was brought here a captive."
"You were here the day I was taken."
"I'm the one who took you. What of it?"
[OSHA kneels.]
"Let serve you."
"Serve how? I need fighters, not kitchen sluts."
"That woman probably fights better than you" Lyanna Stark grunted.
"She is a Wildling!" Theon argued.
"And she's fought for her lives all her life. What have you done other than fucked whores and stabbed people in the back?!"
"Enough!" Ned snapped before the discourse could continue. "There will be no more argunt over things that have yet to happen."
"But Father-"
Ned raised a hand and stopped Robb.
"Theon has not doen this yet. We will not hold it against him" he then turned cold icy eyes to Theon, who flinched. "But you have shown what you think of us and what you will do given the littlest chance. Once we return you will be sent to the Watch."
Theon fisted his hands, shaking in his seat. He refused to go there. No, he'd run if he needed to.
"It was Robb Stark who put in the kitchens. Put a spear in my hand again."
"So you can bury it in my neck? Do you take for a fool? Get up."
[OSHA rises and brushes past THEON.]
"Step aside."
"Why?" Bran asks
"It's your dream, little lord. The ocean has co to swallow this place. I ain't letting it drown ." Osha said
Multiple eyes went to Bran, who look quite confused. He had a dream like that? Why? Such a weird dream.
[BLACK LORREN and another Ironborn bring a captive, bound, and bloodied SER RODRIK CASSEL into the courtyard.]
The Starks sucked in a sharp breath.
"We caught this one on his way back from Torrhen's Square. Took out two of ours before I got his sword."
"Ser Rodrik, it grieves that we et as foes."
"It grieves you've less honor than a back alley whore. You were raised here under this roof. These people are your people."
"They are not my people."
"You're right, they aren't" Jon slipped in a comnt, looking away when Ned gave him a silencing cold look.
"King Robb thought of you as a brother."
"My brothers are dead. They died fighting Stark n, n like you."
"Aye, they died fighting a war your father started. Lord Stark raised you among his own sons."
"Among them, but not one of them. I was his hostage, taken from my ho."
"If that is how hostages are treated in the North, by all ans I'd love to be a hostage there" Tyrion quipped. Unlike the Starks, Tyrion was not quelled by Ned's glare. Rather he had fun rubbing things in, in the Greyjoy's face.
"I should have put a sword in your belly instead of in your hand."
"You've served this house faithfully, old man. But keep talking and I'II-"
[RODRIK spits in THEON's face. The Ironborn wrestle him to the ground.]
"My prince. You cannot let that stand. He must pay."
"I'll lock him in a cell until he rots."
"No, he has to pay the iron price. They'll never respect you while he lives."
[THEON considers and RODRIK fus, on his knees. THEON looks at BRAN.]
"Ser Rodrik, I sentence you to death!"
"No! You said no harm would co to them if I yielded."
"The old man couldn't keep his mouth shut."
"Not surprising from a turncloak betrayer" Robb muttered under his breath. He was shaking violently. That was soone he saw as a brother, a friend, his best friend. How foolish he was!
[BLACK LORREN and a second Iron Born pull RODRIK up. DAGR draws his sword and steps across the courtyard. They follow, with RODRIK resisting The Ironborn hold RODRIK in front of THEON and DAGR. DAGR is stands ready to execute RODRIK while BRAN begs for the man's life.]
"He who passes the sentence should swing the sword."
"I'm begging you."
"Coward."
[RODRIK is forced to his knees and THEON draws his sword in a wide arc.]
"Stop. Stop! Stop right now!"
"You don't give commands anymore, little lord."
"Please, stop this. Please stop him."
"Hush now, child. I'm off to see your father."
"You said no harm would co! You said no harm would co. Theon, please."
[It starts to rain and Theon breathes heavily, his eyes wild. He holds his sword to the back of RODRIK's neck. THEON swings his sword down onto RODRIK's neck, but not hard enough to decapitate him. RODRIK spits up blood, suffering. Enraged, THEON swings three more tis, then kicks RODRIK's severed head away. THEON pants while BRAN wails.]
"So weak you couldn't even slice a head clean off!" Tyrion laughed, loud and mocking, while the Starks were stunned in terror, shock and grief. Catelyn had covered Bran's eyes, while Ned had gently turned Sansa's head away. Jon had Arya's eyes. For the first ti Arya did not complain, nor did Bran.
"Truly when the gods curse soone they curse them in plenty. Weak of will and loyalty, weak in strength, and a promise breaker! Oh this is divine cody!"
"Tyrion" Joanna hissed at her son. But unlike with others, she did not show Theon an apologetic look.
How could she when she agreed wit hher son's assessnt.
User Comments
0 comments from readers