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[CASTLE BLACK; DINING HALL]
[JON sits at a table, tapping his fingers anxiously. The men in the room talk amongst themselves.]
"You got this" Robb muttered, patting Jon on the knee.
"Maybe" Jon muttered. He was curious to see what his future self planned to do.
"Sam."
[SAM looks up. JON looks at MAESTER AEMON'S chair).
"Maester Aemon?"
"He apologizes for not being here. He's not feeling well."
"He is an old man, it is expected" Rickard nodded with pursed lips.
"Take good care of him."
[JON calls the group to attention]
"Brothers. As you all know too well, it's long past time to dig a new latrine pit."
[The hall descends into laughter. JON looks at SER ALLISER]
"Don't" Rickard muttered. That kind of insult will not sit well with anyone, especially the faction that backed Ser Alliser.
"First Builder Yarwyck and I have decided to appoint a latrine captain to oversee this crucial task."
[More laughter. After a moment, he continues]
"Brian. Seems like a good job for a ginger."
Rickard relaxed. Good, his grandson was not given to bouts of stupid vengeance.
[Everyone laughs. Some of the men jokingly pat BRIAN on his back, and BRIAN laughs as well.]
"Ser Alliser."
Rickard tensed again.
"You have more experience than any other soldier at Castle Black. You proved your valour many times over while defending the Wall from the wildling attack. I name you First Ranger."
"Good," Rickard said approvingly. "He is experienced for that post and his advice down the line will come in handy. A good appointment, Jon."
Jon shrugged as he knew what Alliser is going to do next.
[Some of the men shout in approval. SER ALLISER looks up surprised. JANOS pats him on the shoulder.]
"Lord Janos. I'm giving you command of Greyguard."
"Greyguard is a ruin."
"more than you deserve" Tyrion snorted. The coward deserved no position of command. But the imp saw the wisdom in appointing a man close to the opposition at such a station. Politics, the boy was walking over a thin line.
"Yes, the fort is in a sorry state. Restore it as best you can. First Builder Yarwyck can spare ten of his-"
"I was charged with the defence of King's Landing when you were soiling your swaddling clothes."
"Mhm," Renly scowled. A mistake he intended to remedy.
"Keep your ruin."
[Some of the men begin talking loudly. OLLY shifts in his seat.]
"You mistake me, my Lord. That was a command, not an offer. Pack your arms and armour, say your farewells, and ride for Greyguard."
[JANOS stands up angrily]
"I will not go meekly off to freeze and die! Give it to one of the fools who cast a stone for you. I will not have it. Do you hear me, boy? I will not have it!"
"Disobedience. A test of leadership this early" Brandon the Elder mused out loud.
"Are you refusing to obey my order?"
[The men in the room all turn to look at JANOS]
"You can stick your order up your bastard arse."
[Some of the men whisper in shock. JANOS looks pleased with himself. SER ALLISER turns to JON smugly.]
"Take Lord Janos outside. Olly, bring me my sword."
[OLLY turns quickly to JON, then gets up. JANOS looks more unsure of himself as more men get up.]
"A clean death is the last thing he deserves" Tyrion muttered.
"No, but a clean death will send a message. Jon Snow is not to be taken lightly" Jaime mused with a smirk.
[SER ALLISER turns and looks at JANOS disapprovingly.]
"Even his new best friend does not approve" Tyrion snorts. Would be the cherry on top if the man is betrayed by the one he intended to leech off of.
[EDD walks over to get JANOS. SER ALLISER stands in his way for a moment. JON looks at the confrontation, worried. SER ALLISER raises his eyebrows for a moment and moves out of the way. JANOS looks at him shocked.]
"Ser Alliser knows the importance of there being order and discipline, especially under new leadership. He will not be an issue in the open" Rickard muttered. Ser Alliser was a hard man, but a hard man for a reason, Rickard believed.
[EDD grabs JANOS, and some other men assist in dragging him outside.]
"You cannot do this! Get your hands off me! Scum, all of you! If the boy thinks he can frighten me, he's mistaken, yes, very mistaken."
[Someone puts a chopping block down. JANOS is taken up to it.]
"A disgrace! I have friends, important friends in the capital! You'll see!"
"Yes, very important friends. Let you get sent to the Wall and everything" Tyrion drawled. He was finally going to be rid of this man.
[JON takes a final sip of his wine, gets up, and goes outside. The watchmen all gather in the courtyard. OLLY hands JON his sword. JON walks up to where JANOS is being held. STANNIS watches from afar. JON unsheathes his sword, and JANOS looks up at it.]
"You look so cool," Arya said in awe.
Jon snorted.
"If you have any last words, my Lord now is the time."
[JANOS is trembling]
"I was wrong. You're the Lord Commander! We all serve you. I'm sorry. Not only for this, for all I've done and said. I was wrong!"
Tyrion smirked. He found himself amused at the sight of Janos Slynt begging for his life.
[JON brings his sword up]
"My Lord, please, mercy! Mercy! I'll go! I will! Please. I'm afraid. I've always been afraid."
[JANOS sobs for a few moments. Jon hesitates]
"Do not hesitate now" Ned said sternly. "The man who passes the sentence must swing the sword and do so with conviction."
Jon pursed his lips and nodded, as did Robb, Bran and even Tommen.
Gendry watched impassively. He knew that Slynt and he hated him for the bullshit he pulled as Commander of the Gold Cloaks. The words of Ned Stark though hit something deep in him, something that made him approve of the message.
Half-convicted strikes could never produce good swords after all.
[JON brings his sword down, decapitating JANOS. He hands his sword to a watchman standing nearby. He looks up and makes eye contact with STANNIS.]
"Do you approve?" Robert raised a brow.
"I believe so" Stannis nods sternly.
[KING'S LANDING; BROTHEL]
[The HIGH SEPTON kneels in the centre of a room. Seven prostitutes, dressed as each of the new gods, circle him. OLYVAR stands behind the HIGH SEPTON, wearing a fake beard and holding a scale. The prostitutes giggle as the HIGH SEPTON eyes them all.]
"But he's the High Septon!" Catelyn cried in outrage.
"He is but a man" Oberyn drawled. "A very corrupted and lustful man who likes his position and likes abusing the power that comes with it."
Catelyn grew red in the face from outrage. That man was supposed to be the voice of the Seven! How dare he?!
[OLYVAR snaps his fingers. He and five of the prostitutes step aside. The two chosen and dressed as the MAIDEN and the STRANGER remain and approach the HIGH SEPTON, who smiles. Suddenly, some men led by LANCEL LANNISTER barge into the room. The HIGH SEPTON gasps and turns around.]
"Ah, so not a phase" Tyrion whispered around his chalice of wine.
[The men force the HIGH SEPTON to his feet. One of the men rips off OLYVAR'S Fake beard, hits him to the ground, and begins kicking him. The prostitutes run out of the room. The men drag the HIGH SEPTON out of the room. He is forced out into the street naked and begins walking. He tries to cover his penis with his hands, but one of the men hits him with a stick. People gather on the sides of the street to watch, and begin chanting 'Sinner', 'Repent', and 'Shame'.]
"Serves his right" Catelyn muttered. He was supposed to be the voice of the Faith, and for him to be this disgraceful and to disgrace the Seven in such a way....
Jon Arryn on the other hand watched with a deep frown. Such a crowd, a mob mentality for justice... this will not spell good for the crown. He must understand who is behind this... and eliminate him before he becomes an issue.