Reading A Feast for Crows (SPOILERS)
“Jaime,” she heard herself scream, “Jaime.”
Our baby Brienne has fallen in love…
The grey man touched her bandaged face. “We had to cut away some of the flesh. Your face will not be pretty, I fear.”
It has never been pretty. “Scars, you mean?”
“My lady, that creature chewed off half your cheek.”
Great… As though it hadn’t been told enough how ugly Brienne is. What, she’s deformed now???
“The Kingslayer’s whore.”
She flinched. “Why would you call me that?”
“If I had a silver stag for every time you said his name, I’d be as rich as your friends the Lannisters.”
Hyle Hunt had been beaten so badly that his face was swollen almost beyond recognition. He stumbled as they shoved him, and almost fell. Podrick caught him by the arm. “Ser,” the boy said miserably, when he saw Brienne. “My lady, I mean. Sorry.”
DON’T TOUCH PODRICK!!! HE DID NOTHING WRONG!
Ser Hyle gave Brienne a faint smile. “My lady,” he said, “you should have wed me when I made my offer. Now I fear you’re doomed to die a maid, and me a poor man.”
YOU’RE THINKING ABOUT THAT NOW? WHEN THESE OUTLAWS ARE GOING TO HANG YOU ALL?
Her face, Brienne thought. Her face was so strong and handsome, her skin so smooth and soft. “Lady Catelyn?” Tears filled her eyes. “They said… they said that you were dead.”
The northman said, “She says that you must choose. Take the sword and slay the Kingslayer, or be hanged for a betrayer. The sword or the noose, she says. Choose, she says. Choose.”
There was a long silence. Then Lady Stoneheart spoke again. This time Brienne understood her words. There were only two. “Hang them,” she croaked.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Pod was kicking, choking, dying. Brienne sucked the air in desperately, even as the rope was strangling her. Nothing had ever hurt so much.
She screamed a word.
