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- Oil?
- Pitch, my lord.

- How many barrels?
- 500, my lord.

Get 500 more.

Yes, my lord.

I still enjoy it when
they call me "my lord."

The thrill will fade.

If we live that long.

Men without cocks.

You wouldn't find me fighting in an army

if I had no cock.

What's left to fight for?

Gold?

I spent my life around soldiers.

What do you think they
spend that gold on?

Family.

Not without a cock, you don't.

Maybe it really is all cocks in the end.

Yet, your brother has chosen
to side with the cockless.

Yes, he's always been a
champion of the downtrodden.

I think we're about to
be the downtrodden.

Archers, stand tall!

Cover that wall!

- How many people live here?
- A million, give or take.

That's more people than the
entire North crammed into that.

Why would anyone want to live that way?

There's more work in the city.

And the brothels are far superior.

Why isn't she with them?

I'm afraid I
don't know, Your Grace.

No one has seen her.

And the rest of them?

They're on their way
to the Dragonpit now.

Including our brother?

Yes, Your Grace.

If anything goes wrong,

kill the silver-haired bitch first,

then our brother, then the
bastard who calls himself king.

The rest of them you can kill
in any order you see fit.

Come, Ser Gregor.

It's time for us to meet our guests.

Why did they build it?

Dragons don't understand the difference

between what is theirs and what isn't.

Land, livestock, children...

Letting them roam free
around a city was a problem.

I imagine it was a sad joke at the end.

An entire arena for a few sickly
creatures smaller than dogs.

But in the beginning, when it
was home to Balerion the Dread,

it must have been the most
dangerous place in the world.

Maybe it still is.

Welcome, my lords.

Your friends arrived before you did.

I've been sent to escort
you all to the meeting.

A pleasant surprise in
an unpleasant situation.

I never thought I'd see
you again, my lord.

Supporting the enemy, no less.

- Hard to blame you.
- Cersei will anyway.

I'm glad you're alive.

Come on!

You can suck his magic cock later.

What's in there?

Fuck off.

I thought you were dead.

Not yet.

You came pretty close.

I was only trying to protect her.

You and me both.

She's alive.

Arya.

- Where?
- Winterfell.

Who's protecting her if you're here?

The only one that needs protecting

is the one that gets in her way.

It won't be me.

Here we are...

the heroes of Blackwater Bay.

Strange place for a reunion.

It is, my lord.

I don't think I'm anyone's
lord anymore, Podrick.

Save the titles for Ser
Bronn of the Blackwater.

I'm sure your new queen will
be happy to restore yours

if she ends up on the throne.

You've been thinking
about our new queen?

Perhaps you've been
reconsidering your allegiances.

Remember my offer...

whatever they're paying
you, I'll pay double.

And that would be double
what now, exactly?

Don't you worry about me.
I'm doing all right.

- Looking after myself.
- Are you?

Helping me to arrange this meeting

wasn't exactly looking
after yourself, was it?

You put yourself at risk.

I put yourself at risk.
Important difference.

It's your head Queen Cersei's offered
a bag of gold for, it's not mine.

Now, thanks to me,

she's got two traitors' heads
coming right through her door.

She can lop them both off
as soon as she gets tired

of the clever words that
pour out their pieholes.

All thanks to Ser Bronn of
the fucking Blackwater.

If that's not looking after
myself, I don't know what is.

It's good to see you again.

Yeah, you, too.

Anyone touches it, I'll kill you first.

Come on, Pod.

Let's you and me go have a drink

while the fancy folks talk, eh?

I left this shit city

because I didn't want to die in it.

Am I going to die in this shit city?

You might.

And this is all your idea.

Seems every bad idea has some
Lannister cunt behind it.

And some Clegane cunt to
help them see it through.

Remember me?

Yeah, you do.

You're even fucking
uglier than I am now.

What did they do to you?

Doesn't matter.

That's not how it ends for you, brother.

You know who's coming for you.

You've always known.

Where is she?

She'll be here soon.

Didn't travel with you?

No.

We've been here for some time.

My apologies.

We are all facing a unique...

Theon!

I have your sister.

If you don't submit to me here, now...

I'll kill her.

I think we ought to begin
with larger concerns.

Then why are you talking?

You're the smallest concern here.

Do you remember when we
discussed dwarf jokes?

His wasn't even good.

He explained it at the end.

Never explain. It always ruins it.

We don't even let your kind live

in the Iron Islands, you know?

We kill you at birth.

An act of mercy for the parents.

Perhaps you ought to sit down.

Why?

Sit down or leave.

We are a group of people who
do not like one another,

as this recent demonstration has shown.

We have suffered at each other's hands.

We have lost people we love
at each other's hands.

If all we wanted was more of the same,

there would be no need
for this gathering.

We are entirely capable of
waging war against each other

without meeting face-to-face.

So instead, we should
settle our differences

and live together in harmony
for the rest of our days?

We all know that will never happen.

Then why are we here?

This isn't about living in harmony.

It's just about living.

The same thing is coming for all of us.

A general you can't negotiate with.

An army that doesn't leave corpses
behind on the battlefield.

Lord Tyrion tells me a million
people live in this city.

They're about to become a million more
soldiers in the Army of the Dead.

I imagine for most of them
it would be an improvement.

This is serious.

I wouldn't be here if it weren't.

I don't think it's serious at all.

I think it's another bad joke.

If my brother Jaime has
informed me correctly,

you're asking me for a truce.

Yes. That's all.

That's all?

Pull back my armies and stand down

while you go on your monster hunt.

Or while you solidify and
expand your position.

Hard for me to know which it
is with my armies pulled back

until you return and march on my
capital with four times the men.

Your capital will be safe until the
northern threat is dealt with.

You have my word.

The word of a would-be usurper.

There is no conversation

that will erase the last 50 years.

We have something to show you.

We can destroy them by burning them.

And we can destroy
them with dragonglass.

If we don't win this fight,

then that is the fate of
every person in the world.

There is only one war that matters...

the Great War.

And it is here.

I didn't believe
it until I saw them.

I saw them all.

How many?

A hundred thousand, at least.

Can they swim?

No.

Good.

I'm taking the Iron Fleet
back to the Iron Islands.

What are you talking about?

I've been around the world.

I've seen everything, things
you couldn't imagine,

and this...

this is the only thing I've
ever seen that terrifies me.

I'm going back to my island.

You should go back to yours.

When winter's over,

we'll be the only ones left alive.

He's right to be afraid.

And a coward to run.

If those things come for us,

there will be no kingdoms to rule.

Everything we suffered will
have been for nothing.

Everything we lost will
have been for nothing.

The crown accepts your truce.

Until the dead are defeated,
they are the true enemy.

In return, the King in the
North will extend this truce.

He will remain in the
North where he belongs.

He will not take up arms
against the Lannisters.

He will not choose sides.

Just the King in the North?

Not me?

I would never ask it of you.

You would never agree to it.

And if you did, I would trust
you even less than I do now.

I ask it only of Ned Stark's son.

I know Ned Stark's son
will be true to his word.

I am true to my word.

Or I try to be.

That is why I cannot
give you what you ask.

I cannot serve two queens.

And I have already pledged myself

to Queen Daenerys of House Targaryen.

Then there is nothing left to discuss.

The dead will come north first.
Enjoy dealing with them.

We will deal with
whatever is left of you.

Ser Jaime.

It's been good to see you.

I imagine the next time will
be across a battlefield.

We both saw what just happened.

We both saw that... thing.

Yes, and I'm not looking forward
to seeing more of them.

But I'm loyal to the queen,

and you're loyal to Sansa
and her dolt brother.

Oh, fuck loyalty!

Fuck loyalty?

This goes beyond houses
and honor and oaths.

Talk to the queen.

And tell her what?

I wish you hadn't done that.

I'm grateful for your loyalty,

but my dragon died so
that we could be here.

If it's all for nothing,

then he died for nothing.

I know!

I'm pleased you bent
the knee to our queen.

I would have advised it, had you asked.

But have you ever considered

learning how to lie every now and then?

Just a bit?

I'm not going to swear
an oath I can't uphold.

Talk about my father if you want,

tell me that's the attitude
that got him killed.

But when enough people
make false promises,

words stop meaning anything.

Then there are no more answers,
only better and better lies.

And lies won't help us in this fight.

That is indeed a problem.

The more immediate problem
is that we're fucked.

Any ideas as to how we might

change that state of affairs?

Only one.

Everyone stays here,

and I go and talk to my sister.

I didn't come all this way
to have my Hand murdered.

I don't want Cersei to murder me either.

I could have stayed in my cell and
saved a great deal of trouble.

I did this.

- I should go.
- She'll definitely murder you.

I go see my sister alone.

Or we all go home

and we're right back where we started.

- You spoke with her?
- At her until she kicked me out.

She thinks I was an idiot to trust you.

A lot of people seem to
think that, actually.

I'm about to step into a room

with the most murderous
woman in the world

who's already tried to kill
me twice, that I know of.

Who's an idiot?

I suppose we should say goodbye,

one idiot to another.

I shouldn't be surprised, I suppose.

She's your kind of woman...

a foreign whore who
doesn't know her place.

A foreign whore you can't
abduct, beat, or intimidate.

That must be difficult for you.

So you bring her here
with her pet Northerner,

- whom you've convinced to bow down before her.
- I didn't know about that.

And now you've got them both
working towards the same goal,

the goal you've worked
towards your entire life...

- Cersei, I didn't know.
- the destruction of this family.

I am the one preventing
that from happening.

Daenerys didn't want to
debate and negotiate.

She didn't want to bring you words.

She wanted to bring you fire and blood

until I advised her otherwise.

I don't want to destroy our family.

I never have.

You killed our father.

After he sentenced me to death

for a crime I didn't
commit, yes, I killed him.

Hate me for it if you want.

I hate myself for it in
spite of what he was,

in spite of what he did to me.

Oh, poor little man.

Your papa was mean to you.

Do you have any idea what you did
when you fired that crossbow?

You left us open.

You laid us bare for the vultures,

and the vultures came and tore us apart.

You may not have killed Joffrey,

but you killed Myrcella,
you killed Tommen.

No one would've touched
them if Father was here.

- No one would have dared...
- I have never been more sorry about anything.

I will not hear it, not from you.

I will not hear it!

All right.

You love your family,

and I have destroyed it.

I will always be a threat.

So put an end to me.

If it weren't for me,
you'd have a mother.

If it weren't for me,
you'd have a father.

If it weren't for me,

you'd have two beautiful children.

I've thought about killing you

more times than I can count.

Do it! Say the word.

I am more sorry about the children
than you could ever know.

- I will not...
- I don't care. I loved them.

You know I did.

You know it in your heart if
there's anything left of it.

It doesn't matter.

Your love doesn't matter.
Your feelings don't matter.

I don't care why you did what you did.

I only care what it cost us.

It cost us our future.

If there's no future,
then why are we here?

Why did you allow me to come?

Not to help my enemies
collaborate in my destruction.

Yes, no, not what you hoped for,

but you must have hoped for something.

What did you hope for?

- To make Jon Snow submit to your queen?
- Mm, not like this.

But eventually, you want everyone
to bend the knee to her.

- Yes.
- Why?

Because I think

she will make the world a better place.

You said she'd destroy King's Landing.

She knows herself.

She chose an advisor

who would check her worst
impulses instead of feeding them.

That's the difference between you.

I don't care about checking
my worst impulses.

I don't care about making
the world a better place.

Hang the world.

That thing you dragged here,

I know what it is, I know what it means.

And when it came at me, I
didn't think about the world.

Not at all.

As soon as it opened its mouth,

the world disappeared for me,

right down its black throat.

All I could think about was
keeping those gnashing teeth

away from the ones who matter most,

away from my family.

Maybe Euron Greyjoy had the right idea.

Get on a boat, take those who matter...

You're pregnant.

No one is less happy
about this than I am.

I know.

I respect what you did.

Wish you hadn't done
it, but I respect it.

This place was the beginning
of the end for my family.

A dragon is not a slave.

They were terrifying.

Extraordinary.

They filled people with wonder and awe,

and we locked them in here.

They wasted away.

They grew small.

And we grew small as well.

We weren't extraordinary without them.

We were just like everyone else.

You're not like everyone else.

And your family hasn't seen its end.

You're still here.

I can't have children.

Who told you that?

The witch who murdered my husband.

Has it occurred to you
she might not have been

a reliable source of information?

You were right from the beginning.

If I had trusted you,
everything would be different.

So, what now?

I can't forget what I
saw north of the Wall.

And I can't pretend that Cersei

won't take back half the country
the moment I march north.

It appears Tyrion's
assessment was correct.

We're fucked.

My armies will not stand down.

I will not pull them
back to the capital.

I will march them north to fight
alongside you in the Great War.

The darkness is coming for us all.

We'll face it together.

And when the Great War is over,

perhaps you'll remember I chose to help

with no promises or
assurances from any of you.

I expect not.

Call our banners.

All of them.

It's not easy for
ravens to fly in these storms.

Perhaps Jon tried to send word earlier.

No, this is the way he is,

the way he's always been.

He never asked for my opinion.
Why would he start now?

I can't believe he'd surrender the
Northern crown without consulting you.

This is his writing, his signature.

He pledged to fight for
Daenerys Targaryen.

He's bent the knee.

I've heard gossip

that the Dragon Queen
is quite beautiful.

What does that have to do with anything?

Jon is young and unmarried.

Daenerys is young and unmarried.

You think he wants to marry her?

An alliance makes sense.

Together, they'd be difficult to defeat.

He was named King in the North.

He can be unnamed.

Even if I wanted to, Arya
would never go along.

She always loved Jon far
more than she ever loved me,

and she'd kill anyone who
betrayed her family.

You are family, too.

Would Arya really murder her own sister?

Do you know what she is now?

Do you know what the Faceless Men are?

Only by reputation.

They worship the God
of Death, I believe.

I never trust godly men.

They're killers.

And Arya was one of them.

What do you think she's after?

She's your sister.

You know her far better
than I ever could.

Sometimes when I try to
understand a person's motives,

I play a little game.

I assume the worst.

What's the worst reason
they could possibly have

for saying what they say
and doing what they do?

Then I ask myself,

"How well does that reason explain

what they say and what they do?"

So, tell me...

what's the worst thing she could want?

She could want me dead

because she thinks I wronged my family.

Why did she come to Winterfell?

To kill me

for marrying our enemies
and betraying my family.

Why did she unearth the
letter Cersei made you write?

To provide proof of my betrayals.

To provide justification
after she murders me.

And after she murders you,

what does she become?

Lady of Winterfell.

If we have the Dothraki
ride hard on the kingsroad,

they'll arrive at Winterfell
within the fortnight.

And the Unsullied?

We can sail with them to White Harbor,

meet the Dothraki here on the kingsroad,

then ride together to Winterfell.

Perhaps you should fly to
Winterfell, Your Grace.

You have many enemies in the North.

Thousands fell fighting your father.

All it takes is one angry
man with a crossbow.

He'll see your silver
hair on the kingsroad

and know that one well-placed
bolt will make him a hero.

The man who killed the conqueror.

It's your decision, Your Grace.

But if we're going to
be allies in this war,

it's important for the
Northerners to see us as allies.

If we sail to White Harbor together,

I think it sends a better message.

I've not come to conquer the North.

I'm coming to save the North.

We sail together.

Jon.

Can I speak with you?

All right.

What you did in King's Landing,

what you said...

you could've lied to Cersei

about bending the knee to Daenerys.

You risked everything to
tell an enemy the truth.

We went down there to make peace.

And it seems to me we need
to be honest with each other

if we're going to fight together.

You've always known what was right.

Even when we were all young and stupid,

you always knew.

Every step you take...

it's always the right step.

It's not.

It may seem that way from the outside,

but I promise you, it's not true.

I've done plenty of
things that I regret.

Not compared to me, you haven't.

No.

Not compared to you.

I always wanted to do the right thing.

Be the right kind of person.

But I never knew what that meant.

It always seemed like there's...

like there was an impossible
choice I had to make.

Stark or Greyjoy.

Our father was more of a father
to you than yours ever was.

- He was.
- And you betrayed him.

Betrayed his memory.

I did.

But you never lost him.

He's a part of you.

Just like he's a part of me.

But the things I've done...

It's not my place to
forgive you for all of it.

But what I can forgive,

I do.

You don't need to choose.

You're a Greyjoy...

and you're a Stark.

When I was Ramsay's prisoner,

Yara tried to save me.

She's the only one

who tried to save me.

She needs me now.

So, why are you still talking to me?

Load up.

Load up, lads. Go on.

Tide's coming in.

All of us chose to follow Yara.

We left the Iron Islands for Yara.

She would never leave one of us behind.

We're not leaving her behind.

Your sister's dead.

- She's not dead.
- She's dead.

Even if Euron hasn't cut her
throat yet, she's dead.

- She's our queen.
- She's your sister, and you left her to die.

I did.

I ran from my uncle.

I was a coward.

So, why in fuck's name
should we listen to you?

They say the dead can't swim.

We're going to sail east,

find a nice, quiet island,

kill all the men, and take
their wives for ourselves.

- We're done with all that.
- Who says we are?

Yara did. She made a pledge.

We're going to find her,

and we're going to set her free.

Run away, little Theon.

It's what you do best.

He needs to shut his mouth.

Hey!

Oh, yes!

That's more like it.

Stay down...

or I'll kill you!

I said stay down or I'll kill you!

Not for me.

For Yara!

Yara!

Have my sister brought
to the Great Hall.

Are you sure you want to do this?

It's not what I want.
It's what honor demands.

And what does honor demand?

That I defend my family from
those who would harm us.

That I defend the North from
those who would betray us.

All right, then.

Get on with it.

You stand accused of murder.

You stand accused of treason.

How do you answer these charges...

Lord Baelish?

My sister asked you a question.

Lady Sansa, forgive me...

I'm a bit confused.

Which charges confuse you?

Let's start with the simplest one...

you murdered our aunt, Lysa Arryn.

You pushed her through the Moon
Door and watched her fall.

Do you deny it?

I did it to protect you.

You did it to take power in the Vale.

Earlier, you conspired
to murder Jon Arryn.

You gave Lysa Tears
of Lys to poison him.

Do you deny it?

Whatever your aunt
might have told you...

she was a troubled woman.

She imagined enemies everywhere.

You had Aunt Lysa send a
letter to our parents

telling them it was the
Lannisters who murdered Jon Arryn

when, really, it was you.

The conflict between the
Starks and the Lannisters,

it was you who started it.

Do you deny it?

I know of no such letter.

You conspired with Cersei Lannister

and Joffrey Baratheon to
betray our father, Ned Stark.

Thanks to your treachery,
he was imprisoned

and later executed on
false charges of treason.

- Do you deny it?
- I deny it!

None of you were there
to see what happened.

None of you knows the truth.

You held a knife to his throat.

You said, "I did warn
you not to trust me."

You told our mother this knife
belonged to Tyrion Lannister.

But that was another one of your lies.

It was yours.

Lady Sansa, I have known
you since you were a girl.

- I've protected you.
- Protected me?

By selling me to the Boltons?

If we could speak alone,

I can explain everything.

Sometimes when I'm trying to
understand a person's motives,

I play a little game.

I assume the worst.

What's the worst reason you have

for turning me against my sister?

That's what you do, isn't it?

That's what you've always done...

turn family against family,

turn sister against sister.

That's what you did to our
mother and Aunt Lysa,

and that's what you tried to do to us.

Sansa, please.

I'm a slow learner, it's true.

But I learn.

Give me a chance to defend myself.

I deserve that.

I am Lord Protector of the Vale

and I command you to escort
me safely back to the Eyrie.

I think not.

Sansa, I beg you!

I loved your mother since
the time I was a boy.

And yet, you betrayed her.

I loved you.

More than anyone.

And yet, you betrayed me.

When you brought me back to Winterfell,

you told me there's no
justice in the world,

not unless we make it.

Thank you for all your many
lessons, Lord Baelish.

I will never forget them.

Sansa!

I...

Our men in King's Landing

will march north in three days' time.

It'll take us a fortnight

just to gather supplies for the train.

We don't have a fortnight.

If the North falls, we fall. Three days.

The remaining forces in the Westerlands

will take the river road east.

We'll meet at Lord Harroway's Town

and march together to Winterfell.

Ser Jaime.

Your Grace.

My lords, I need a
moment with my brother.

Your Grace.

- What are you doing?
- Preparing the expedition north.

Expedition north?

I always knew you were
the stupidest Lannister.

The Starks and Targaryens
have united against us,

and you want to fight alongside them?

Are you a traitor or an idiot?

You pledged our forces to
fight our common enemy...

I'll say whatever I need to say

to ensure the survival of our house.

You expect me to trust the
man who murdered our father?

You expect me to command our troops
to fight beside foreign scum,

to fight for the Dragon Queen?

You saw it with your own eyes.

You saw a dead man trying to kill us.

I saw it burn.

If dragons can't stop them,

if Dothraki and Unsullied and
Northmen can't stop them,

how will our armies make a difference?

This isn't about noble houses,

this is about the living and the dead!

And I intend to stay amongst the living.

Let the Stark boy and his
new queen defend the North.

We stay here where we've always been.

I made a promise.

Our child will rule Westeros.

Our child will never be born
if the dead come south.

The monsters are real.

The white walkers,

the dragons, the Dothraki screamers...

all the frightening stories we heard
when we were young, they're all real.

So be it.

Let the monsters kill each other.

And while they battle in the North,

we take back the lands
that belong to us.

- And then what?
- And then we rule.

When the fighting in the
North is over, someone wins.

You understand that, don't you?

If the dead win, they march
south and kill us all.

If the living win, and
we've betrayed them,

they march south and kill us all!

The Targaryens and the Starks
already want to kill us all.

Most of them will die in the North.

I faced them in the field.

We can't beat them. We
can't beat their dragons.

How many dragons did you see at the pit?

- Two.
- What happened to the third?

For all we know, it's
guarding her fleet!

She came here with her dragons and
her Dothraki and her Unsullied.

She came here to show us all her power.

No, something happened. The
dragons are vulnerable.

We can't beat the Dothraki.
We don't have the numbers.

We don't have the support
of the other houses!

No, we have something better.
We have the Iron Bank.

You should've listened more when Father
spoke about the importance of gold.

Oh, I know it's boring for you.

You just wanted to hunt
and ride and fight.

But I listened, I learned.

Highgarden bought us the most
powerful army in Essos...

the Golden Company.

20,000 men, horses,
elephants, I believe.

The Golden Company is not here.

They're in Essos.

How is a mercenary company
in Essos going to help us?

Do you really think Euron
Greyjoy turned tail

and sailed back to the Iron Islands?

Do you think he abandoned

the chance to marry the queen?

No one walks away from me.

He's sailing with his fleet to Essos.

He's going to ferry the
Golden Company back here

to help us win the war for Westeros.

You plotted with Euron
Greyjoy without telling me,

the commander of your armies?

And you conspired with Tyrion,

the man who murdered our father,

without telling me, your queen.

I didn't conspire with him.

You met with him in secret
without my consent.

You planned to promote
my enemies' interests.

That is the definition of conspiracy.

I pledged to ride north.

I intend to honor that pledge.

- And that will be treason.
- Treason?

Disobeying your queen's command,
fighting with her enemies.

What would you call it?

Doesn't matter what I'd call it.

I told you no one walks away from me.

Are you going to order him to kill me?

I'm the only one you have left.

Our children are gone,
our father is gone.

It's just me and you now.

There's one more yet to come.

Give the order, then.

I don't believe you.

Come in.

Samwell Tarly.

I wasn't sure if you'd remember me.

I remember everything.

You helped us get beyond the Wall.

- You're a good man.
- Oh, well, thank you,

but, um, I'm not sure that I am.

What happened to you beyond the Wall?

I became the Three-Eyed Raven.

Oh!

I don't know what that means.

I can see things that
happened in the past.

I can see things happening now

all over the world.

Why did you come to Winterfell?

Um...

Jon's the one to lead the
fight against the dead.

I know he is.

But he can't do it alone,

so I've come here to help him.

He's on his way back to Winterfell

with Daenerys Targaryen.

You... you saw this in...

in a vision?

Oh.

He needs to know the truth.

The truth about what?

About himself.

No one knows. No one but me.

Jon isn't really my father's son.

He's the son of Rhaegar Targaryen
and my aunt, Lyanna Stark.

He was born in a tower in Dorne.

His last name isn't really Snow,

it's Sand.

It's not.

Dornish bastards are named Sand.

At the Citadel, I transcribed
a High Septon's diary.

He annulled Rhaegar's marriage to Elia.

He wed Rhaegar and Lyanna
in a secret ceremony.

Are you certain?

It's what the High Septon
wrote in his private diary.

I don't know why he'd lie.

Is this something you can see?

Father, Smith, Warrior,

Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger.

- I am hers and she is mine...
- I am his and he is mine...

from this day until the end of my days.

Robert's
Rebellion was built on a lie.

Rhaegar didn't kidnap
my aunt or rape her.

He loved her.

And she loved him.

And Jon...

Jon's real name...

His name is Aegon Targaryen.

You have to protect him.

Promise me, Ned.

He's never been a bastard.

He's the
heir to the Iron Throne.

He needs to know.

We need to tell him.

Are you all right?

It's just strange.

In his own horrible way,
I believe he loved me.

You did the right thing.

You did it.

I'm just the executioner.

You passed the sentence.

You're the Lady of Winterfell.

Does that bother you?

I was never going to be
as good a lady as you.

So I had to be something else.

I never could have survived
what you survived.

You would have.

You're the strongest person I know.

I believe that's the nicest
thing you've ever said to me.

Well, don't get used to it.

You're still very strange and annoying.

"In winter, we must protect ourselves.

Look after one another."

Father.

"When the snows fall and
the white winds blow,

the lone wolf dies,

but the pack survives."

I miss him.

Me, too.

It's a long way down.

Yeah. The crows keep telling
me I'll get used to it.

I can see movement...

Watch, on the tree line!

What is it?

Come on!

Run! Run!

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