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"I understand your misgivings, my Lord. Truly, I do. It is a terrible thing we must consider, a vile thing. Yet, we who presu to rule must sotis do vile things for the good of the realm. Should the gods grant Daenerys a son, the realm will bleed."
"I bear this girl no ill will, but should the Dothraki invade, how many innocents will die? How many towns will burn? Is it not wiser, kinder even, that she should die now so that tens of thousands might live?"
"We should have had them both killed years ago."
"When you find yourself in bed with an ugly woman, best close your eyes, get it over with. Cut her throat. Be done with it."
"This is your council?" Ned threw Robert a disgusted look, "n who tremble at the shadow of a girl and her unborn child?"
"Ned-"
"No! None of these n know honour or rcy! They've disassociated themselves from the rest so much that speaking of murdering a child and her unborn baby cos to them as easily as drinking water! You can never have a strong and honourable council with these n!"
"Ned!" Jon Arryn spoke now. "What happens in the future is still on us to decide. Sit, watch, observe and note. We will all speak after this."
Ned gave a stiff nod and looked away. Catelyn patted his hand to calm him down, but there was no calming the hurt, outrage and anger in the man.
"I followed you into war - twice, without doubts, without second thoughts. But I will not follow you now. The Robert I grew up with didn't tremble at the shadow of an unborn child."
"She dies."
"I will have no part in it."
"You're the King's Hand, Lord Stark. You'll do as I command or I'll find a Hand who will."
[Ned removes his badge and places it on the table in front of Robert.]
Robert fisted his hand till the arm of his chair cracked from the pressure. But even that did not make him stop, let alone calm down.
[At the Eyrie, Catelyn, her n, and Tyrion are all standing in front of Lady Arryn. Her son is sitting on her lap, breastfeeding. He is clearly too old to be doing so.]
Catelyn could only stare in shock at what happened to her sister. She had lost too much weight, had too many dark circles under her eyes and put on too much powder to hide it. And then there was the boy.... why was she breastfeeding the boy at this age? None of this was healthy in the least!
Jon Arryn grew stone still, his ire building inside him. He had ordered Lysa to stop doing this. Had he been so neglectful that he did not notice? No, he needed to redy this before the woman ruined his heir.
"You bring him here without permission? You pollute my ho with his presence? Your aunt has done a bad thing, Robin, a very bad thing. You rember her, don't you? Isn't he beautiful? And strong too. Jon knew it. His last words were, "the seed is strong." He wanted everyone to know what a good, strong boy his son would grow up to be. Look at him, the Lord of all the Vale."
"What strength is there in a boy suckling his mother's teats?" Oberyn snorted.
Jon Snow on th other hand couldn't help himself and started laughing as he ate while drinking coke.
Jon Arryn clutched the arm of his chair tightly.
"Lysa, you wrote about the Lannisters, warning t-"
"To stay away from them! Not to bring one here!"
"Mommy? Is that the bad man?"
"It is."
"He's little."
"He's Tyrion the Imp of House Lannister. He killed your father. He murdered the Hand of the King!"
"Oh? Did I kill him too? I've been a very busy man."
"It is quite convenient that all bla falls on Tyrion Lannister no matter the cri" Sansa muttered softly.
"It is" Robb agreed, eyes narrowed on the wall.
"For Lady Arryn to suggest sothing like this" Jon Snow whispered to his brother. "Do you think?"
Robb shot a look at Jon.
"She's my aunt" he hissed.
"And? You see her, don't you? Perhaps Lord Arryn wanted to separate her son and she took care of him" Jon Snow hissed back
Robb could only glare. But his mind did not reject the idea.
And Jon was not the only one to think along those lines.
"You will watch your tongue! These n are Knights of the Vale. Every one of them loved Jon Arryn. Every one of them would die for ."
"If any harm cos to , my brother, Jai, will see that they do."
"You can't hurt us! No one can hurt us here! Tell him, mommy! Tell him!"
"And we thought Joffrey was the only spoiled brat we'd be seeing" Tyrion muttered to himself.
"Shh... Shh... Shh, my sweet boy. He's just trying to frighten us. Lannisters are all liars. No one will hurt my baby."
"Mommy... I want to see the bad man fly."
"Perhaps you will, my little love."
"This man is my prisoner. I will not have him hard."
"Ser Vardis, my sister's guest is weary. Take him down below so he can rest. Introduce him to Mord."
[Mord throws Tyrion into a "skycell."]
Jon Arryn took a deep inhale to calm himself. There was much he needed to look through in his own ho it seed.
[Inside one of Baelish's brothels, Ned is speaking to one of the prostitutes. Jory and Baelish are in the next room.]
"She looks like him, don't she, my Lord? She has his nose, his black hair."
"Another bastard" Ned ran a hand over his face.
"Tell him when you see him, my Lord. If it please you... Tell him how beautiful she is."
"I will."
"And tell him I've been with no one else. I swear it, my Lord, by the old gods and new. I don't want no jewels or nothing, just him. The King was always good to ."
"When Jon Arryn ca to visit you, what did he want?"
"He wasn't that sort of man, my Lord. He just wanted to know if the child was happy, healthy."
"She looks healthy enough to . The girl shall want for nothing."
"Hard to do with you no longer acting as hand" Lyanna muttered. "Are you planning to take them to the North?"
"I'll let you know once that happens" Ned muttered.
Lyanna rolled her eyes.
[Ned breaks off from Mhaegen and enters the sa room as Baelish and Jory.]
"Brothels make a much better investnt than ships, I've found. Whores rarely sink"
"What do you know of King Robert's bastards?"
"Well, he has more than you, for a start."
"How many?"
"Does it matter? If you fuck enough won, so of them will give you presents."
Robert muttered sothing under his breath.
"And Jon Arryn tracked them all down. Why?"
"He was the King's Hand. Perhaps Robert wanted them looked after. He was overco with fatherly love."
[Jory is staring at one of the whores, who flashes him her breast.]
Lyanna snorted.
"Jory!"
"My Lord."
[Ned and Jory leave the brothel with a few of Ned's n. They are suddenly surrounded by Jai Lannister and his n.]
"Oh no..." Joanna hid her face behind her hands.
"Such a small pack of wolves."
"Stay back, Ser! This is the Hand of the King!"
"Was!... the Hand of the King. Now I'm not sure what he is... Lord of sowhere very far away."
"What's the aning of this, Lannister?"
"Get back inside where it's safe. I'm looking for my brother. You rember my brother, don't you, Lord Stark? Blond hair, sharp tongue, short man."
"I rember him well."
"It seems he had so trouble on the road. You wouldn't know what happened to him, would you?"
"He was taken at my command to answer for his cris."
"You fucking idiot!" Brandon the elder hissed.
[Jai draws his sword, causing all of the n on both sides to draw their swords, except for Eddard.]
"My Lords! I'll bring the City Watch!"
"Co, Stark. I'd rather you die sword in hand."
"If you threaten my Lord again..."
"Threaten? As in, "I'm going to open your Lord from balls to brains and see what Starks are made of"?"
"You kill , your brother's a dead man."
"Jai Lannister: You're right. Take him alive! Kill his n!"
[A fight erupts, first Jai's n throw spears straight into the chests of two of Ned's n. Ned draws his sword and moves towards Jai, fending off several guards in the process. Jory gets to Jai first. Jai stabs Jory with a dagger straight through his eye. The fighting ceases and Ned moves forward to Jai, Jai's n all stop to watch the fight. The two fend each other off, as they break, one of Jai's guards stabs Ned in the back of the leg with a spear, causing him to fall to the ground. Jai is openly frustrated and knocks the guard out. He mounts his horse.]
"My brother, Lord Stark... We want him back."
[Jai rides off on horseback and his guards follow suit.]
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