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[THE FAR NORTH]
[JON and YGRITTE continue their trek among the mountaintops. JON keeps looking back at her.]
"You haven't killed her yet" Robb frowned.
Jon shifted uncomfortably. It wasn't so easy killing a girl... Moreover he comes from a civilized society so it won't be easy for him to get over his first kill.
"You think we're savages because we don't live in stone castles. We can't make steel as good as yours, it's true, but We're free. If someone tried to tell us we couldn't lie down as man and woman, we'd shove a spear up his arse. We don't go serving some shit king who's only king because his father was."
"No. No, you serve Mance Rayder, the King beyond the Wall."
"We chose Mance Rayder to lead us. He was a crow, same as you, but he wanted to be free. You could be free, too. You don't need to live your whole life taking commands from old men. Wake up when you want to wake up. I could show you the streams to fish, the woods to hunt. Build yourself a cabin and find a woman to lie within the night"
Robb snorted seeing Jon's face.
[YGRITTE comes closer.]
"You're a pretty lad. The girls would claw each other's eyes out to get naked with you."
Robb barks a laugh seeing Jon's face reddening.
"Shut up!" Jon hissed at his brother.
"I could teach you how to do it."
"I know how to do it."
"Liar" Robb whispered, earning a whack on the head from Jon that made him laugh.
Jon was embarrassed, but he was glad Robb was starting to joke again.
"You know nothing, Jon Snow."
[YGRITTE walks ahead. JON follows.]
[THE RIVERLANDS, STARK CAMP]
[The Stark war camp is quiet. SER ALTON LANNISTER reports to KING ROBB STARK while LORD RICKARD KARSTARK, LORD ROOSE BOLTON, and other councillors look on.]
"And what did she say?"
"She admired your spirit, Your Grace."
"Who?" Arya asked and Jon shrugged.
"And what then?"
"She, uh...
"If every man were held accountable for the actions of every distant relative, Ser Alton, we'd all hang."
"She tore the paper in half, Your Grace."
"Probably Cersei" Jon whispered to Arya and the girl nodded.
"You've acted with honour. I thank you for it. Lord Karstark, see that Ser Alton's pen is clean, and give him a hot supper."
"Ser Alton's pen is occupied, Your Grace. The prisoners from the Yellow Fork."
"Too many prisoners."
"Is there room for Ser Alton?"
"Does he need to lie down?"
"Have the men build him a new pen. Put him in with the Kingslayer for now. Have your boy watch over them."
"Torrhen."
[TORRHEN moves forward to take charge of his newly-assigned ward.]
"That will be all."
[TORRHEN grabs ALTON's shoulder and leads him out of the tent, followed by RICKARD KARSTARK and the other councillors.]
"None of them look too happy" Brandon the Elder pointed out.
"They have too many prisoners to look for, little food to feed them all I'm guessing too. And let's not forget that perhaps the loss of Winterfell might be fresh on their minds too."
Robb sunk into his seat slightly.
"Perhaps, killing the men that are of no use to you would be wise"
Brandon the Elder suggested.
"I can't just kill people!" Robb argued.
"Enemies, you are killing enemies" Brandon the Elder corrected him.
"And perhaps a swift death is better than dying from hunger or losing a limb and becoming a cripple."
Brandon the Elder didn't mean it, but Bran heard him and flinched.
"Perhaps" Robb muttered, not knowing Bran had heard it.
[ROOSE BOLTON stays behind. He moves to speak to ROBB when LADY TALISA MAEGYR enters. She is wearing a blood-stained apron and wiping her hands with a rag in a similar condition.]
"She's back" Jon whispered, this time Robb whacking him.
"Your Grace. A minute of your time?"
[ROOSE BOLTON leaves, eyeing TALISA.]
"You should have made her wait" Rickard pointed out. "Roose Bolton is an ally and one of your counsellors. That might be seen as a disrespect that you would prioritize some foreigner who isn't an ally over an ally."
"I didn't mean to insult him" Robb argued.
"Half the troubles that happen, happen when people don't mean it. Doesn't mean it doesn't happen. You need to be careful about these things."
Robb frowned and sank deeper into his seat.
"I've been treating your wounded men."
"And my enemies, as some of my bannermen are fond of mentioning."
"They're not my enemies."
"That's what I tell my bannermen."
"I've already run through the supplies I brought with me. Some are easily replaced. Egg yolks, turpentine, oil of roses."
"A good thing she isn't healing your enemies with your supplies when your men need them" Jon whispered and Robb nodded.
"But some are not."
"I need silk for stitching."
[ROBB walks from behind the small table to stand in front of TALISA. He gazes at her face while she speaks.]
"Too close" Catelyn hissed under his breath.
Lyanna held back her giggle seeing her sister-in-law's face.
"I need fennel root for those with fever, willow bark. Mostly I need milk of the poppy. You saw what it was like to amputate a foot without any. I assume there will be more loss of limb before this war is over."
"If you need help finding these-"
"I know where to find them. I'm sorry, I shouldn't interrupt you."
"Continue, my lady."
"You're riding to the Crag to negotiate a surrender?"
"Yes."
"The Crag will have a maester and he will have what I need."
"I 'I expect he will."
"If I could write a list-"
"Come with me to the Crag."
"I don't think that will be-"
"No doubt it won't be proper. But demanding a King is" Olenna Tyrell rolled her eyes. The audacity of the girls these days. Not like the boy hadn't played a part. He's far too accommodating to her.
"Let the maester show you his stores. I want the wounded men to be treated well, all the wounded men."
[ROBB exits.]
[FARM OUTSIDE WINTERFELL]
[THEON's search party has come upon the farmhouse. They mill around, trying to pick up the scent.]
Catelyn and Ned both sat straighter as the scene played. They had done their waiting, they had done enough waiting.
"Can't find anything, ser. They've lost the scent."
"Try again."
"We've circled this farmhouse twice. There's no sign of them."
[The MAN continues to lead his dog through the farm.]
"We could start the search fresh in the morning, my lord."
[THEON grabs LUWIN.]
"I'm looking at spending the rest of my life being treated like a fool and a eunuch by my own people. Ask yourself, is there anything I wouldn't do to stop stop that from happening? The hounds will find the scent again. I'll beat them until they do. I'll whip every man here until I have both those boys in hand. And once I've got them, the pampered little shits It's better to be cruel than weak."
Robb's built-up good mood soured entirely and he was once more grumbling and snarling under his breath.
"He'll be lucky if I leave him with hands to work with once we go back" Robb grunted.
"Aye..." Jon muttered.
[Two Ironborn lead the WINTERFELL SHEPHERD to THEON.]
"Where are they?"
"Who, m'lord?"
"The Stark boys. Where are they?"
"I don't know. I seen no one."
[THEON punches him in the gut.]
"You're cruel!" Bran shouted. "You're too cruel!"
Theon looked away in anger. He was always like this. The pampered ass just never saw him act against him. Hypocrite.
"I swear, m'lord. I don't know."
[THEON makes to punch him again, but DAGMER has found something by the hay bales.]
"My lord, over here. I think I've found what we're looking for."
[THEON comes over and DAGMER shows him a handful of walnut shells. THEON looks around.]
"They're going to get the scent back" Lyanna whispered with worry.
Catelyn's face clouded with worry.
"Send the old man home."
[THEON walks up to LUWIN.]
"Go back to Winterfell. Take him back."
"Theon, don't do this."
[The Ironborn take LUWIN away.]