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[NORTH, ROBB'S TENT]
[Theon approaches Robb.]
"A word, Your Grace?"
"It feels weird if you call me that," Robb said out loud to Theon on the other side of the room.
"It feels weird to hear myself say it" Theon answered, both grinning.
"You don't have to call me 'Your Grace' when no one's around."
"It's not so bad once you get used to it."
"I'm glad someone's gotten used to it."
"The Lannisters are going to reject your terms, you know?"
"Of course they are."
"We can fight them in the fields as long as you like, but we won't beat them until you take King's Landing. And we can't take King's Landing without ships. My father has ships and men who know how to sail them."
"Men who fought my father."
"Men who fought King Robert to free themselves from the yoke of the South, just like you're doing now. I'm his only living son. He'll listen to me. I know he will. I'm not a Stark. I know that. But your father raised me to be an honourable man. We can avenge him together."
Ned inhaled deeply. He wasn't so sure this plan would work. He could only hope Theon could come back in one piece. Balon Greyjoy was not a kind man, no doubt not even to his heir who grew up away from him.
[KING'S LANDING, THRONE ROOM]
[Cersei and her guards enter the throne room. Extensive work is being done, overseen by Joffrey.]
"What is all this?"
"Returning this room to its proper appearance. Say what you will about the Targaryens, they were conquerors. That is a seat for a conqueror. It needs a room to match it, not vines and flowers."
Robert flared in outrage. How dare that boy undo the work he'd put in to remove all things Targaryen?! Oh, he'd string him by his legs and beat him with his war hammer for this!
Rhaegar on the other hand felt a little joy at seeing his family heritage being respected.
"We need to set our armies to the task of finding Arya Stark. Send out as many men as we can. I'm sure if you asked grandfather -"
"The King does not ask; He commands."
"He is going to be sorely disappointed when Father arrives Tyrion snorted. Only his father can set this boy straight.
"And my grandfather's stupidity in the field of battle is the reason Robb Stark has Uncle Jaime in the first place."
Oh, he's going to be lucky to get out of the eventual meeting unscathed.
"His life is in danger."
"We're at war. All our lives are in danger. I heard a disgusting lie about Uncle Jaime. And you."
"Our enemies will say anything to weaken your claim to the throne."
"It's not a claim. The throne is mine."
"Of course it is. No one believes this foul gossip -"
"Someone believes it. Father had other children? Besides me and Tommen and Myrcella?"
"What are you asking?"
"I'm asking if he fucked other women when he grew tired of you. How many bastards does he have running -"
"Vile little thing" Catelyn spat. Oh if one of her children talked to her like that she'd clout them around the ear.
[Cersei instinctively slaps Joffrey.]
The Stark matriarch smirked. Well deserved.
[It grows quiet as many workers look over at Joffrey and Cersei. Joffrey looks up shocked, and then around to the workers in the room. Cersei appears nervous.]
"What you just did is punishable by death. You will never do it again. Never. That will be all, Mother."
"He wouldn't" Joanna whispered.
"He would," Tyrion said coldly.
Myrcella's hands gripped the hem of her dress tightly. How could he? Joffrey always treated everyone like shit, but not their mother. How could he change this much?
"Power's got to his head" Tommen muttered beside her, gripping Myrcella's dress tightly.
Myrcella grabbed her brother's hand and gave a gentle squeeze.
[BROTHEL]
[Janos enters the room and is greeted by Ros. Janos is followed by several gold cloaks, some of whom are dragging along a prisoner. Some leave to search other rooms.]
"Lord Commander. Good to see you, again. You do realize this establishment is owned by Lord Petyr Baelish, the King's Master of Coin, coin which goes in many pockets."
"Orders."
"Whose orders?"
"Someone who doesn't care what Littlefinger thinks."
[Some gold cloaks force Mhaegan and her baby, Barra, into the room. She begins crying. The prisoner looks at Barra, and back to Janos. He then nods. A gold cloak lets go of the prisoner and takes the Barra from Mhaegan.]
"No! Please! No! Not my Barra! Please. Please."
[The gold cloak holds a knife to the baby's throat, hesitantly. Throughout the whole ordeal, Mhaegan continues begging for Barra's life. After a moment, Janos takes out a knife and grabs the baby. Janos kills the baby just off-screen, and Mhaegan shrieks. Janos and the other gold cloaks leave the brothel.]
Robert could only stare in horror. That babe, that was his child. He may have never known her or remembered her mother, probably since he's probably not fucked her yet, but that was his child. Fire coursed through his veins and he heard loud thumps in his ears.
Renly was calling out to him, but it was all a mumble to him.
"We have to save her... We have to save them all... My children..." Robert muttered with grit teeth and reddened eyes.
Stannis and Renly shared a look before they both agreed. Renly relayed the message to Jon Arryn, who had taken a seat beside Renly this time and placed him between Robert and him.
Elia watched the man coldly. She would never wish it on even her worst enemies, but she wouldn't deny the pleasure she felt watching Robert suffer over the loss of a child.
"That would explain why you were sent away" Varys whispered to Gendry.
"Aye," the blacksmith's apprentice muttered. He lived... But what about his half-siblings? Were they all going to die like this babe? He didn't know how he felt about that.
[KING'S LANDING, A DOCK]
[Some gold cloaks walk along a dock. They go up some stairs.]
"Spread out! Search every house, every room. Look in every room."
[A HOUSE]
[Some gold cloaks burst into a house and kill the inhabitants.]
[A DOCK]
[Outside again, a gold cloak tosses a young boy into the water and proceeds to drown him.]
[STREET]
[Some gold cloaks hold back a large mob as a baby is carried away. A gold cloak looks on as the baby is presumably killed.]
"Gold Cloaks" Robert spat. "We need to kill them all."
"Brother, it might be better to change the leaders and weed out the corrupt. Some look hesitant in doing what the rest are doing" Renly advised.
"We kill them all" Robert ground out.
Renly pursed his lips and turned to Jon Arryn. The older man was fuming but he nodded to Renly. He'll talk some sense into Robert.
[SMITHY]
[Janos and a number of gold cloaks arrive at the smithy. A gold cloak is holding the blacksmith's face near some hot coals.]
Gendry stiffened at the scene of his old master being threatened.
"Gendry! His name is Gendry."
"Where is the bastard?"
"The Night's Watch! Please, stop!"
"Where?"
"They took him up the Kingsroad, heading north!"
"How will we know him?"
"He's got a bull's head helmet. He made it himself."
[YOREN'S PARTY, A ROAD SURROUNDED BY TREES]
[Gendry loads some things into a cart and then helps Arya up onto the cart with him. The camera goes to a wide shot of the group Yoren is leading to the wall.]