I’d always known about my own death, of course. Trouble was, I thought
everyone knew. When I was a kid, my mother’s cries of, “Don’t play in
the street, you could get yourself killed,” were met with as firm a, “No
it won’t, Mommy” as a toddler could muster. It seemed wrong, somehow, to
tell her precisely how or why I knew that, but at least back then my
death was the only thing I could see.
up here for the first time.
After that, it just got worse.
Quick, Bran! Faster.
“80. Sniper fire from some kid wanting revenge. 45. Enemy spy
compromises your position, killed on sight. 53. Car crash on your way to
the pentagon. 35. Tortured to death. Oh,” I grin, not bothering to hide
my excitement. “Oh that’s interesting.”
All dwarves are bastards in their father’s eyes.
and you were never afraid.
Miss Secretary escorts me to the office, the pale wrinkles in her face
hidden beneath a caked-on makeup style only women her age wore these
He’d be the second most powerful man in the kingdoms.
Of course, what could I expect, when before I even know someone’s name,
before I even shake their hand, I know exactly when and how they’ll die?
– Do you know what? – What?
The job’s nothing major, at least not compared to that done by some of
the other people who work here. I can’t leave town unsupervised, but I’m
also not risking my life by cooperating. I stay in my
government-approved apartment with two CIA agents guarding the door
(neither of them die until they’re well into retirement) until my next
appointment, then I come here and do whatever it is they want this time.
As far as “kidnapped by the government” jobs go, it’s not half bad.
Still, there’s nothing that makes you miss freedom more than not having
This was my favorite dress.
They’re not particularly attractive but not ugly either. The woman on
the left has skin so dark it almost blends in with the pantsuit she’s
wearing. Her hair is tied back in a bun, and she looks like she won’t
care no matter what I tell her. The other is pale as a sheet, and though
she’s not looking at me, I can still see some perspiration on her brow.
No one likes knowing how they die. Not in this line of work, at least.
The man next to her has skin like mine, dark, a little ruddy, but his
face betrays no emotion I can discern. No, that’s all concentrated in
his hands, tightly clenched behind his back. The youngest is next to
him. He’s not as pale as the woman opposite his buddy, but he’s still
white and looks like he’s fresh out of college, probably hasn’t seen the
sun in a while. He’s the only one who looks like whatever I say will
come as a relief to him. Out of the five, he’s probably the most
dangerous. Next to him is an older man, tanned skin, I can see some gray
hairs peeking out over his ears. He probably doesn’t even realize
they’re there yet. He’s quaking in his boots, but just his boots.
See you at sundown.
He’s so handsome.
“What’s interesting?” The boss raises his eyebrows, arms folded.
Such a beauty shouldn’t stay hidden up here forever.
I’m sitting in a small waiting room, no different from any other.
Frankly, I’ve wondered since my youth if all waiting rooms are actually
just the same room leading out to different places. Like the doctor’s,
the dentist’s, a lawyer’s office, a financial advisor, or in my case, a
high-security military laboratory somewhere underneath Langley.
When Dothraki are defeated in combat,
“If it’s any consolation, I only outlive you for a few seconds,” I say
as we back out the door.
– I hope I’ll serve you well. – You will.
It won’t be long now.
– the first of his name… – Don’t look away.
It’s only really bad when I’m with unfamiliar people. Which, granted,
doesn’t happen often these days.
Where is he?
Tell them I’m sorry.
– None of us will ever father sons… – I don’t care about that!
What is it?
Three men and two women are lined up on the other end of the office,
standing perfectly straight in front of an old white man whom I can only
assume is their boss, and refusing to make eye contact with me. Miss
Secretary turns to leave.
– He showed me what was what. – Aye.
And have you bled yet?
Imagine, one day you’re sitting at home, making your kid peanut butter
and jelly sandwiches for lunch and all of a sudden, you look up and your
son is clamped to your leg, snot and tears running down his chin and
blubbering about hospitals and wilted “get well” bouquets and too pale
skin contrasting with the familiar dark skin he’d always known.
Oh, show us your muscles.
By the Lannisters.
“Well, let’s get started,” I say. I feel the man start to sway, his skin
clammy as the realization that he’s about to die sinks in.
Damn it, Ned, stand up.
And I know I’m a deserter.
rescue your father from his guests.
In a flash, I’m behind the last agent. His gun is in my hand and I’ve
got him in a chokehold before the others can draw their guns.
would be skewered on the city gates by now.
There are no direwolves south of the wall.
There’s a bead of silence growing between the seven of us. I took the
moment to step back and think for a bit, to think of my mother, Stage 4
tumors ravaging her body in a hospital bed that I know no amount of
research and wishful thinking will fix. I know there’s no changing fate.
Said the walkers slaughtered his friends.
It’s meeting new people that’s the hardest.
“You are not taking my husband anywhere.
by Leonard B King
It’s Maester Luwin, my lord.
It started with just people I knew well. It didn’t matter who it was or
how they died, I would see it eventually. Then it got more frequent,
with people I wasn’t familiar with, to the point where I’d say “hello”
if the wrong people had found that letter.
I nod at the middle-aged, bottle-blonde secretary. She’s just doing her
job, I can’t fault her too much when I’m just doing mine. She’s going to
get hit by a car in six months. Hit and run. Her name is on the badge
the feds gave her, same as mine, and I’m sure she introduced herself at
one point, but it’s better for both of us if I don’t remember it. Makes
things easier when I don’t have a name to put to a face.
He’s the only one he trusts.
and my brother might be the next Hand of the King.
After the vision about my mom, I dedicated my life to oncology (knowing
which patients are going to die and when helps), despite the fact that I
can do nothing to change her fate. It wasn’t long before a former
colleague caught on, and from there it was only a matter of time until
the government figured me out and sent the CIA knocking on my door.
Funny, how that works out.
– Where’s the Imp? – Will you shut up?
“You’re in a hostage negotiation, you’re the hostage. The kidnapper’s
surrounded by maybe twenty snipers, out in the parking lot. Made it
pretty far, if you ask me,” I say.
Don’t think too much, Bran.
So it’s one of those days.
the queen’s brother?
“Mister Ernesto, they’re ready for you.”
Should I explain to you the meaning of a closed door
I walk down the line.
No one likes to know how they die, after all.
Lysa’s head would be on a spike right now
Mmm, I hear they call him the Imp.
Out of everyone, I think seeing her death hit me the hardest. For the
both of us.
From your sister.
– How old are you? – 13, Your Grace.
They even killed the children.
I did hear something about that.
– Right. Give it here. – No!
He’s a savage, of course,
You’re not an outsider.
Can you do that for me?
And you… you’re Ned Stark’s bastard, aren’t you?
The competition has become a bit stale.
and take back your father’s throne.
A family trait.
The white walkers, I saw them.
I don’t want to be his queen.
You helped me win the Iron Throne,
Viserys of House Targaryen,
There is no word for thank you in Dothraki.
I want you to promise me,
The rest of the world will not.
I have a son, you have a daughter.
It’s not funny!
So take me with you when you go back.
I hear he hates that nickname.
They’ve captured a deserter from the Night’s Watch.
The greatest in the land… my spear never misses.
I’ve waited 17 years to get my throne back.
You’ll be a soldier.
See where they went.
when I come here.
when I come into my throne.
Well, it’s not too late.
Is this your first time in the north, Your Grace?
Thank you for saying yes.
Come on, girls.
The people drink secret toasts
– Sansa… – Please please!
I’m sure we’ll have a tournament
The wall isn’t going anywhere.
Jon Arryn is dead.
Are you as good with a spear as you used to be?
Winterfell is yours.
thank you in Dothraki.
The two he was with are still missing.
What’s she doing at the Eyrie?
Kings lack the caution of common men.
Pardon, my lord, my lady.
100-foot drop into the water,
but they took it from us.
I’ll say, “Listen, fat man.”
If this news is true
We have no families.
Do you know the common tongue?
down at King’s Landing, not up here where you’re no damn use to
but they will always be beautiful.
It’s not hunting if you pay for it.
He won’t be a boy forever.
It’s a freak!
Tough old beast.
We’ve been his guests for over a year
to celebrate your new title… if you accept.
I wonder if the old gods agree.
You always look at your feet before you lie.
making you the bastard.
Such a talent. You must make something for me.
Direwolves south of the wall,
with the sun and the clouds above her.
What if he thinks I’m ugly?
I’ve never seen wildlings do a thing like this.
– I hope it’s true. – Yes,
You’re Tyrion Lannister,
What is it?
When their omens favor war.
The things I do for love.
Tell me about Jon Arryn.
We tracked them. They won’t trouble us no more.
Thank you, magister.
What the hell do you know about being a bastard?
The king rode for a month
One minute he was fine and then…
Lad, go run back and get the rest.
because when I fight a man for real
the third of his name,
Do the dead frighten you?
in that rats’ nest they call a Capital.
And your mother.
The last one I’ve got.
You got bigger.
a true ranger.
to ask for Lord Stark’s help.
Do you think Joffrey will like me?
Relax your bow arm.
What if Jon Arryn told someone?
I hear he’s a drunken little lecher,
Preparing for a night with your family.
Hush now. Your father hasn’t even said yes.
We’ve been expecting you, Lord Tyrion.
their lives are too short.
I only ask you because I need you.
– Perhaps we’ll find out. – In any case,
Why aren’t you at the feast?
if that’s what it took.
I would name you the Hand of the King.
You still slouch.
There are no mountain lions in these woods.
I know I broke my oath.
But you are a beauty.
Run and find your father. Tell him the king is close.
It’s your gods with all the rules.
I know what I’m putting you through.
Burned right through him, whatever it was.
Then he is the stupidest prince that ever lived.
And Robert will choose a new Hand of the King… someone to do his job
It’s a direwolf.
Do you think she would risk her life…
And Lady Stark is not your mother,
– He saw us. – It’s all right, it’s all right.
Where is he going?!
One for each of the Stark children.
Lord Eddard Stark is my father.
Did you hear the king’s in Winterfell?
“Our way is the old way”?
Send him in.
A rider in the night…
The king rides for Winterfell…
but our sister craves your attention.
I hear we might share a grandchild someday.
The direwolf is the sigil of your house.
Your daughter will do well in the Capital.
how do we go home?
In the name of Robert of the House Baratheon,
All 40,000 men and their horses too
Go on, feel the fabric.
A small gift, for the new khaleesi…
What are you doing with that on?
Your father and brother rode south once
Did I offend you? Sorry.
Guarding the north for you, Your Grace.
That’s why he’s king.
The boy I beheaded…
– Your pardon. – I hear we might be neighbors soon.
It’s a good thing we’re not children.
I wouldn’t ask Khal Drogo.
You did well.
– Close as any man would. – We should head back to the wall.
You have a woman’s body now.
The law is law, my lady.
Yes. Lovely country.
The gods gave me one blessing.
Isn’t he a gracious host?
I want us both to go home,
If your sister had lived, we’d have been bound by blood.
But do you understand why I had to kill him?
You don’t think he’ll ask us how they died?
and his sister
and he’s never asked us for anything.
You’re a loyal friend.
So tell me, sweet sister,
How close did you get?
What are you doing back there?
Where’s Arya? Sansa, where’s your sister?
That’s an honor I can do without.
– …King of the Andals and the First Men… – Father will know if you
her son’s life…
Pfft. He was talking madness.
Soon. The Dothraki never stay still for long.
– Did he like her? – Trust me, Your Grace,
10 is too young to see such things.
They were meant to have them.
Rode all day. Didn’t want to leave you alone with the Lannisters.
But he’s coming right now… down our road.
Do you take me for a fool?
I’m not trying to honor you. I’m trying to get you to run my kingdom
She belonged with me.
and all the rest of them.
She’s fresh widowed, Cat.
I saw what I saw.
– Your sister, the boy? – They both have their health,
You can always say no, Ned.
I take orders from your father, not you.
Now the Starks are feasting us at sundown.
Please make father say yes!
Quite the little climber, aren’t you?
Rough night, Imp?
Your name is?
There are five pups…
Would you please shut up?
It’s done, Your Grace.
Tell them I’m no coward.
and it can never be used to hurt you.
I would let his whole tribe fuck you…
Where is our brother?
We’ve brought up eight barrels of ale from the cellar.
gods be good.
I’ve always wanted to see the wall.
The ages have turned them to stone,
Just a lad.
Get back on your horse.
I remember how scared I was when Ned brought me
talk of the walkers,
They don’t belong down here.
Gods, but they grow fast.
Their mother’s dead.
Their days are too long,
He only stops eating when it’s time for a drink.
He’s never met a girl he likes better than his own hair.
Not all of them.
And you will be his queen.
I’m sorry, I’ve begun the feast a bit early.
You don’t want to wake the dragon, do you?
Oh? I hear he’s more than earned it.
Your dead men seem to have moved camp.
I’m not a Stark.
Don’t leave me alone with these people.
I don’t want him to know what I can do.
But who would he tell?
if she wasn’t certain her husband was murdered?
– The ceremony is over. – But he didn’t say anything.
He swore an oath, Cat.
from one end or the other it’ll be a miracle.
She always does this.
When do I meet with the Khal?
We’ll need plenty of candles for Lord Tyrion’s chamber.
…Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the realm,
They cry out for their true king.
Whatever Jon Arryn knew or didn’t know, it died with him.
Jon said he was a deserter.
The Targaryens are gone.
Don’t look at me like that. It’s not his fault I didn’t listen.
Keep practicing, Bran.
without at least three deaths is considered a dull affair.
They say that he is the most handsome man in the Seven Kingdoms.
The white walkers have been gone for thousands of years.
the king has honored me with his offer.
They murdered the last hand.
– Oh! – Already?
Get the lads to saddle their horses.
– Jon… – Father will let me if you ask him.
We both did.
People need to know.
We go home with an army.
Your dress, did you make it?
There’s only one thing he’s after.
Dragon’s eggs, Daenerys,
with his right royal prick.
They were here.
With the queen
Getting a little old for it?
Is “no” the only word that you know?
Make him happy.
You left your home to come here.
Is it true he saw the white walkers?
they cut off their braids so the whole world can see their shame.
Hmph. A wildling ambush.
She’s fled the Capital.
She has odd cravings, our sister.
if he didn’t like her, we’d know.
What is it?
It’s for the queen, I bet. I hear she’s a sleek bit of mink.
Why is your mother so dead set on us getting pretty for the king?
You hear me? A loyal friend.
I am so sorry, my love.
A guardsman just rode in from the hills.
was crack skulls and fuck girls.
I saw the white walkers.
You are the bastard though.
I take you for a king.
I’m not worthy of the honor.
Do you have to?
– My husband. – If he told the king, both our heads
How much could he possibly drink? A man of his…
No, Your Grace.
– I don’t fight in tournaments. – No?
It’s too hot, my lady.
You’ve got fat.
– Hey hey hey hey. – Ohh.
the rightful King of the Andals and the First Men,
So he was lying?
Think of all those southern girls he gets to stab
She doesn’t know what she’s saying.
Do you see how long his hair is?
Let them see.
He’d have to leave home.
while I eat, drink and whore my way to an early grave.
You might, if you knew what it meant.
Whatever did it to them could do it to us.
prone to all manner of perversions.
Is he dead yet?
The man who passes the sentence
And the queen and her twin brother.
I heard you the first time.
Go on, father’s watching.
And so would you.
Now you want Ned to take the job?
Tell Bran he’s coming too.
to swear your oath.
I served your father for many years.
And if they die, you will bury them yourselves.
What do you expect? They’re savages.
but one of the finest killers alive.
The king takes what he wants.
You want to run away south, run away.
– you shall have it. – When?
If I get through this without squirting
Go on, Tommy, shear him good.
I didn’t pick you for a hunter.
One lot steals a goat from another lot,
Look, a gift from Illyrio.
I never seen a thing like this, not ever in my life.
Why would he say no?
Ser Jorah Mormont of Bear Island.
I loved that man.
while he’s off fucking boars and hunting whores…
Better a quick death.
How many times have I told you no climbing?
Your uncle’s in the Night’s Watch.
Put away your blade.
Where’s the Imp?
Songs and Histories from the Seven Kingdoms.
I saw the king. He’s got hundreds of people.
When would we be married? Soon? Or do we have to wait?
We’ve been riding for a month, my love.
You remember me at 16?
That’s Jaime Lannister, the queen’s twin brother.
You don’t understand what you’d be giving up.
I piss on Dothraki omens.
When they write the history of my reign, sweet sister,
Nine years… Why haven’t I seen you? Where the hell have you been?
Winter is coming.
Athchomar chomakaan, Khal vezhven.
He’s spent half his life fighting Robert’s wars.
Or is it the other way around?
And he was tough, Ned,
– It’s all right. – He saw us!
now help me keep the damn thing.
And winter is coming.
if I don’t catch you first.
– Don’t get up. – My lord.
How did he get so fat?
And I’ll make sure you don’t look so fucking grim all the time.
Jadi, zhey Jorah Andahli!
sentence you to die.
Winter is coming.
Khal Drogo has never been defeated.
and I still feel like an outsider
Are you completely mad?
If you can get word to my family…
on a king’s demand.
I’m told he drinks all night.
He owes him nothing.
to your health.
My, you’re a pretty one.
My greatest accomplishment.
before you know it they’re ripping each other to pieces.
Close the door!
You at a feast… It’s like a bear in a trap.
You should be the Hand of the King.
I hear the prince is a right royal prick.
who but you can protect the king?
And I’d be queen someday.
Soon you will cross the Narrow Sea
In my dreams, I kill him every night.
I thought you might say that.
I don’t know.
and there’s the clever one.
It is true what they say about the northern girls.
All I wanted to do
Forgive me, lord.
I hear the same.
– Tell me. – There was a raven from King’s Landing.
She was my sister.
Come on, you.
You understand why I did it?
With Khal Drogo’s army.
No, but I’m still better than you.
I want to go home.
He knows I won’t forget my friends
I belong here with you, not down south
She should be on a hill somewhere
Never forget what you are.
Now there are five.
We’ll talk later.
I saw the white walkers.
– Stay. – This was sent from the Eyrie.
It would be good to have you on the field.
Who have we here?
no more climbing.
Is it true they lie with their horses?
He’d have to leave me.
Lord Eddard Stark,
– Did you know him? – Of course I did.
Wear it like armor
Are you from my country?
– in a whorehouse, brother? – You have much to teach me, no doubt,
No bastard was ever refused a seat there.
I need you to be perfect today.
– How are you? – I’m good.
Did you have to bury her in a place like this?
A Dothraki wedding
The raven brought more news…
I, Eddard of the House Stark,
She always does it and it’s not funny!
All these years
Go and find the little beast.
My apologies if I’ve given offense.
– Uncle Benjen. – Robb boy.
Our orders were to track the wildlings.
Where will they go?
Come forward, my dear.
The runt of the litter… That one’s yours, Snow.
We’ll join our houses.
And the other brother?
A fever took him.
She says Jon Arryn was murdered.
A madman sees what he sees.
Hello, little dove.
Thank you, ser.
As your brother, I feel it’s my duty to warn you:
you worry too much.
It’s the only thing I ever wanted.
The Dothraki are not known for their punctuality.
Lord of Winterfell and warden of the north,
Lady Stark thought it might insult the royal family
There’s our bride-to-be.
– The queen has two brothers? – There’s the pretty one,
What about you?
You swore the king an oath, my lord.
There was nothing to be afraid of until you told father.
– Cat! – Your Grace.
I love the detail that you’ve managed to get in these corners.
I won’t say it again.
This is where she belongs.
Surely the dead can wait.
Come on, boys, let’s go kill some boar!
Daenerys of House Targaryen.
Get back on your horse.
I think so, Your Grace.
I won’t let him take you.
Fill that up! Boys, Rodrik, come on.
Ser Jorah, I don’t know how to say
You will feed them yourselves.
I know he was like a father to you.
I know he will.
Well, you’re always welcome on the wall.
they will say it began today.
You will train them yourselves.
I’d better get inside,
Gods be good, I hope to always serve the rightful king.
Illyrio’s no fool.
And this is the first of many courses.
She says the king is in danger.
But since we’re short on time…
I know how to play a man like Drogo.
Lannisters don’t act like fools.”
He belongs to me now.”
I need you, Ned…
I’m sure it’s very grim after King’s Landing.
I should have gone back to the wall and warned them, but…
She hasn’t been back there since her wedding.
A different time.
should swing the sword.
Time for bed.
And which one of you was a marksman at 10?
– Please, father! – I’m sorry, Bran.
I’m told he reads all night.
We need to begin planning the invasion.
He never had to teach you much, but me?
Fine work as always. Well done.
And life will go on.
They won’t last without their mother.
We were meant to rule together.
to seat a bastard in their midst.
May I present my honored guests?
So do I.
You have five northern children.
I don’t fight in tournaments
You’re tall. Still growing?
If Khal Drogo has promised you a crown,
If he’s coming this far north…
and the Lannisters conspire against the Throne,
– It’s starting to show. – And you never worry about anything.
A different king.
– How old are you, boy? – 10.
Of course they will behead you as a deserter,
from the Shadow Lands beyond Asshai.
Let me give you some advice, bastard.
You must be Robb.
I’m a Northman.
You want to hold it?
When we were seven and you jumped off the cliffs at Casterly Rock,
I give him a queen and he gives me an army.
Take me to your crypt. I want to pay my respects.
When will they be married?