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"I know how hard it is to live with people you despise, believe me. But it won't be for long. Stannis Baratheon garrisons at Castle Black. He'll march south to King's Landing before the winter snows block his way. But first, he has to take Winterfell."
"You don't know that."
"I do. Once he liberates these lands from the Boltons he'll rally your father's bannermen to his cause. With the North behind him, Stannis can finally take the Iron Throne."
"You think he'll defeat the Boltons?"
"He has a larger army."
"Fucking liar" Renly snorted. Stannis did not have a large army, not larger than the Northern forces for certain. It was Littlefinger plotting all over again.
"The North is broken, so he may not be wrong" Robert mused. "Stark loyalists would rally to him to free Winterfell from the Boltons. That might tip the scales in Stannis' favour.
Well, maybe he was not a fucking liar...
"He's the finest military commander in Westeros. A betting man would put his money on Stannis. As it happens, I am a betting man."
"And if you're right?"
"Stannis takes Winterfell, he rescues you from the most despised family in the North. Grateful for your late father's courageous support for his claim, he names you Wardeness of the North. You are the last surviving Stark. He needs you."
"Wardeness..." Sansa muttered. That sounded too good to be true.
Catelyn muttered the same words with a smile. Sansa was a Stark, she deserved it more than anyone else after her sons.
"What if you're wrong? What if Stannis never attacks Winterfell, or he does and the Boltons defeat him?"
"Then you will take this Bolton boy, Ramsay, and make him yours."
Arya snorted. Of course, it all came down to that.
"I don't know how to do that."
"Of course you do. He's already fallen for you."
"His father frightens me."
"He should, he's a dangerous man. But even the most dangerous men can be outmanoeuvred. And you've learnt to manoeuvre from the very best. I return before too long. You'll be strong without me.
[SANSA nods and BAELISH kisses her]
"You fucking weasel" Catelyn seethed. She'd burn those lips off and pull out the man's tongue!
"The North will be yours. Do you believe me?"
"I expect I'll be a married woman by the time you return."
[BAELISH chuckles and pats her shoulder. He turns and leaves as SANSA watches him.]
[DORNE; DESERT]
[JAIME awakens to find BRONN standing over him with a knife.]
"Guess someone paid him more than we were" Tyrion muttered. "It was nice knowing you brother" he adds, lifting his cup.
[His eyes widen and he moves to the side as BRONN brings his knife down on a snake that was about to bite JAIME]
"Guess not" Jaime smirked. "You should trust your friends more, brother."
"Not my fault he's made it clear that he'd stab us in the back at any given moment if the pay is good enough" Tyrion shrugged with a smirk.
[BRONN and JAIME sit at a fire. BRONN cooks the snake while JAIME puts gloves on.]
"You're eating a snake" Myrcella made a face.
"You make do with what you have" Jaime smiled at her.
[While BRONN is distracted eating, JAIME gets rid of his food.]
"So much for making do with what you have" Tyrion chortled.
Jaime rolled his eyes.
Myrcella smiled slightly.
[They both get up and gather their things. BRONN stomps out the fire. The scene cuts to them walking through some tall grass later.]
"The captain to that ship... What was he, Braavosi?"
"Pentoshi."
"And he's headed to Oldtown?"
"As I said. Why?"
"What's to stop him from docking down the coast and telling the locals that Jaime Lannister's in Dorne?"
"A bag of gold."
"I'm afraid a bag of gold would not be enough to persuade an ally of Dorne" Oberyn smiled, sharp as a knife.
[A horse neighs in the distance. JAIME looks around. A group of DORNISH riders approach.]
Oberyn's smile turned sharper as his words were proven true.
The Lannisters sighed.
"You give your wealth too much credit" Gendry spoke. "If someone hates you, they'll hate you while taking your coin."
"Words to remember" Tyrion smiled tightly.
[BRONN and JAIME hide in the grass. JAIME watches the riders.]
"How many you count?"
"Four."
"How many you think you can take?"
"One, if he's slow."
Jaime held back his curse. How he was loathing what his future self had become.
"You know, you could have made him a hand that he would use to fight" Yara said suddenly, the Greyjoy looking at Tyrion with a smirk. Probably because she'd been the one to think of it.
"What do you mean?" Jaime questioned.
Yara turned to Jaime.
"They made you a hand and painted it gold, while what they needed was to make you a contraption that could fit a hilt! I had a man in my ship who'd lost a hand to fighting. He made some contraption that he put over his stump and fit his axe in it. It was like he never lost his arm every time he fought."
"Clever" Tyrion mused, his mind already drawing up such sketches
Jaime frowned. So many learned men and not one of them thought about that?
[BEACH]
[ELARIA, in all black, swiftly rides down a beach on horseback.]
"She looks good in black" Oberyn sighed blissfully.
Elia snorted at the love-struck state of her usually bloodthirsty brother.
[She approaches a tent. Nearby are some more horses, and in the tent are NYMERIA, OBARA, and TYENE, TYENE exits the tent to meet her as she dismounts and they hug. OBARA approaches.]
"Will it be war?"
"Prince Doran will weep for your father, but nothing else. We must avenge Oberyn ourselves."
Oberyn's smile fell.
"Don't be fools" the man hissed.
"Without Doran, we have no army to march against the Lannisters."
"We don't need an army to start a war. Queen Cersei loves her children, and we have one of them."
Myrcella stiffened.
Oberyn grew red in the face in anger.
"We do not harm children" he hissed, his anger palpable.
"We may have a problem."
[NYMERIA uses a whip to knock a bucket away. Underneath is a man buried neck-deep in the sand and covered in scorpions.]
"A ship's captain who found me in Planky Town, claiming he had information to sell. He told me he smuggled Jaime Lannister into Dorne." Obara said
ELARIA: He's come for Myrcella. If he gets to her before we do, we lose our only chance for revenge. You must choose. Doran's way and peace, or my way and war.
TYENE: (Walks towards her). I'm with you. Always. (Elaria puts a hand to her face).
ELARIA: Nym? (Nymeria nods). Obara?
OBARA: When I was a child, (Begins walking), Oberyn came to take me to court. I'd never seen this man, and yet he called himself my father. My mother wept, said I was too young, and a girl.
Oberyn tossed his spear at my feet and said, "Girl or boy, we fight our battles. But the Gods let us choose our weapons." My father pointed to the spear, and then to my mother's tears.
Obara picks up a spear that was sticking out of the sand. She twirls it around for a moment, and then tosses it through the captain's head, killing him.
OBARA: (Smiles). I made my choice long ago.
Elaria and Tyene smile
"That's is not i taught you Obara" Oberyn said dissaponitedly.
"Oh no," Jaime muttered in horror.
Tyrion cursed himself inwardly. How could he have been so blind to the hate? He put Myrcella in danger... how could he be so narrow-sighted?! Was his desire to put one over Cersei so overpowering that he'd not stop to think about Myrcella?!
"I'm so sorry," he said out loud, Myrcella turning to look at him. There was fear in her eyes. "I'm so sorry for putting you in danger like that. I swear, I will not make such a mistake again."
Myrcella nodded and looked away.
Oberyn fisted his hands in anger. They wouldn't hurt an innocent child... they wouldn't! Doran would stop them before they did, he will...