Wow, I Never Noticed That v. 13

[Jon Weirgaryen]

43 minutes ago, Lost Melnibonean said:

He wouldna had to defend Aerys from judgment by Robert. All he had to do was stand there with Aerys on his knees, waiting for his father. Of course Eddard would have arrived and taken him into custody. At that point Jaime would have been relieved of his duty as kingsguard to Aerys, and Jaime would have defended his king's life. 

While I agree Jaime is somewhat clever... I understand he was younger then... maybe not that clever.

[FuzzyJAM]

50 minutes ago, Lost Melnibonean said:

He wouldna had to defend Aerys from judgment by Robert. All he had to do was stand there with Aerys on his knees, waiting for his father. Of course Eddard would have arrived and taken him into custody. At that point Jaime would have been relieved of his duty as kingsguard to Aerys, and Jaime would have defended his king's life. 

I find it exceedingly unlikely that Aerys would have been fine with being handed over to Tywin or Ned, or that Jaime would have thought Aerys would be fine with it.  

Going against the king's order to hand him to enemies that will kill him isn't much different to the general public than killing the king yourself, and at least if Jaime kills Aerys himself he can have his personal honour by saying he did what had to be done.  And of course there's anger and frustration too, for less deep reasons.  And finally, if you think it's still a stupid decision, you have to remember it was made in the heat of the moment, after he'd just felt compelled to kill the Hand, and by a man who had found his whole worldview fall apart from the age of 15.  

[HairGrowsBack]

On a "it's a small world" note, Taena speaks of one of Marge's cousin being enamored with Mark Mullendore, and finding a monkey for him, in AFFC ; We learn he was one of Brienne's suitor in Highgarden, and would make her laugh with his monkey (weird sentence there).

[Walda]

Queen Margarey's handmaidens seem to include a number of ladies from houses with loyalty to Stannis, or at least, not to the Lannisters.

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Pale, elegant Lady Graceford was with child, and Lady Bulwer was a child, no more than eight. And “Merry” was what she was to call boisterous plump Meredyth Crane, but most definitely not Lady Merryweather, a sultry black-eyed Myrish beauty.

(ASoS, Ch.06 Sansa I)

The Cranes are with Stannis, Tyrion seems to mistake Lady Graceford for a Fossoway (Janna Fossoway is among Margaery's court, too) . Even more peculiar, there is no mention of Lord Graceford, but Tyrion sees her kissing and being fed by a man he takes for her husband, at Joffrey's wedding.  Lady Bulwer might have a brother (that Merry might marry), and a mother who used to be a Tyrell, but the only other Bulwar in Westeros appears to be Black Jack Bulwar, at the Wall.

The monkey Brienne knew seems to have been lost in the war, like Mark Mullendore's arm. Megga is looking for a replacement.  The original monkey came from the Summer Islands, as does Jahlabar Xho. I bet if she finds a second monkey, it comes from him. I'm not sure the first didn't come from him either. Jahlabar Xho is very much a dark horse.

[Lost Melnibonean]

7 hours ago, HairGrowsBack said:

On a "it's a small world" note, Taena speaks of one of Marge's cousin being enamored with Mark Mullendore, and finding a monkey for him, in AFFC ; We learn he was one of Brienne's suitor in Highgarden, and would make her laugh with his monkey (weird sentence there).

Of course, that was just so he could deflower her and claim the prize. 

[Bob Sacamano]

On February 9, 2016 at 3:54 PM, Banana Beyond the Wall said:

I just realized that in the past 20 years, no Stark has died in Winterfell (maybe with the exception of Rickard Stark's Wife). Just goes to show that it's better to stay in Winterfell.

Or the North, for that matter...Except Benjen, maybe. 

[HairGrowsBack]

6 hours ago, Lost Melnibonean said:

Of course, that was just so he could deflower her and claim the prize. 

Yeah sure, that dick

[Isobel Harper]

On ‎2‎/‎9‎/‎2016 at 8:38 AM, Rhaenys_Targaryen said:

But being awake doesn't necessarily mean those people were told first. Perhaps, they were not yet asleep. Isn't Qyburn still awake quite some time after this conversation ends, when Falyse arrives? Some time passes between her arrival and Qyburn being called, and before Falyse arrives, Cersei had already gone to bed again. 

Qyburn's power is directly connected to Cersei, and he should have every interest in being loyal to her. Aurane, though, is a completely different matter.

The scene appears to have taken place late at night, and the news so dire that everyone was rushed out of bed.  My thinking is that Qyburn, Aurane, and/or Loras were discussing this amongst themselves and/or someone before the meeting to gather details, possibly secrets from the informant.

[Lost Melnibonean]

On 2/9/2016 at 1:58 PM, FuzzyJAM said:

 

Damn it.

[Lost Melnibonean]

The eunuch was humming tunelessly to himself as he came through the door, dressed in flowing robes of peach-colored silk and smelling of lemons. When he saw Tyrion seated by the hearth, he stopped and grew very still. "My lord Tyrion," came out in a squeak, punctuated by a nervous giggle.

Tyrion II, Storm 12

This line is really, really clever. Varys is wearing a flowing robe of peach-colored silk and humming to himself. Here’s what The George had to say about peaches . . .

The peach represents... Well... It’s pleasure. It’s… tasting the juices of life. Stannis is a very marshal men concerned with his duty and with that peach Renly says: “Smell the roses”, because Stannis is always concerned with his duty and honor, in what he should be doing and he never really stops to taste the fruit. Renly wants him to taste the fruit but it’s lost. I wish that scene had been included in the TV series because for me that peach was important, but it wasn’t possible.http://www.adriasnews.com/2012/10/george-r-r-martin-interview.html?m=1

So the dude was savoring life! But on the other hand, his humming was tuneless and he smelled of lemons, and lemons are bad, very bad . . .

(When we see lemons, things don't usually end well... In Sansa I, Game 15, she was looking forward to lemon cakes in the queen's wheelhouse, but her day ended with her prince's loathing and contempt. Samwell's early childhood went from snitching lemon cakes to contempt, abuse, and banishment by his father. In Sansa II, Game 29, Sansa went from enjoying lemon cakes with Joffrey at the feast following the first day of jousting to being escorted back to her cell by the Hound. In Sansa III, Game 44, Sansa and Jeyne (poor Jeyne) looked for lemon cakes in the kitchen, but at the end of the chapter learned her father was sending back to Winterfell. Sansa shared lemon cakes with the Tyrells before being forced to wed the imp. Before donning the ugly little girl's face, the kindly man gave a girl a drink so tart it was like biting into lemon. That made "no one" think of Arya's sister, and Sansa's fondness for lemon cakes.

In Arya V, Game 65, Arya offered to trade a fat pigeon for a lemon, but ened up at her father's execution. Jeor Mormont drank lemon in his beer every day. He still had his own teeth but his men mutinied and murdered him. At Bitterbridge, Renly's bannermen feasted on lemon cakes. Of course, Renly's campaign ened shortly thereafter. As Davos sailed with Stannis's fleet into Blackwater Bay, he observed Aegon's High Hill, dark against a lemon sky. That's an odd description for a sky, no? As Davos turned downstream, the mouth of the Blackwater Rush had turned into the mouth of hell.

At Edmure's wedding feast Catelyn noted that Ryman Frey had bathed in lemon water but failed to mask his sour sweat, and that Roose smelled sweeter but no more pleasant. The Feast did not end on a happy note. At Joffrey's wedding feast Tyrion had a slice of pigeon pie covered with a spoon of lemon cream. A few paragraphs later he stood accused of regicide. Cersei drank lemon water so tart she had to spit it out the morning she learned that Tyrion had murdered their father.

Lem Lemoncloak just reeks of bitterness and disappointment, and I am glad I'm not associated with House Dalt of Lemonwood. Doran's Water Gardens smell of lemons and blood oranges. Anybody think Dorne is going end up happy with their blood and fire? In The Queenmaker, Arianne noticed that Darkstar preferred lemon water to summer wine, and she served lemonsweet to Myrcella before Darkstar cut off Myrcella's ear amidst lemon orchards watered by a spider's web of old canals.

Stannis enjoys boiled eggs and lemon water for breakfast, and, well, I think we all know his end will be bitter and disappointing. In Jon IV, Dance 17, Stannis offers lemon water to Jon. Wisely, Jon refuses. Stannis drinks more.

The merry band aboard the Shy Maid enjoy a pike with lemon juice, but come on, who doesn't eat Pike without lemon, and Ysilla was from Dorne. Still, I woulda passed. Tyrion suspected Yezzan was drinking lemon water as the yellow whale bid on him and Penny. Tyrion served Nurse lemonsweet with the mushrooms from Illyrio's garden.The Green Grace accepted a goblet of sweeetened lemon juice from the Queen's hand, just before infected corpses started flying over the walls. )

[The Fattest Leech]

The last few years I have really focused on AFFC and ADWD  by reading and rereading just those two in pieces, whole or chronologically. It's funny what you sometimes forget and the way it smacks you upside the head when it comes back to you.

The similarities between Arya going underground in ASOS to meet the BWB and Beric, and then when Bran goes underground to meet Bloodraven. I may have missed some... but it is starting to make me wonder in Berric got his power from the Old Gods and not R'hollor and that is why Mel had such a negative reaction when she sees him in her flames. Maybe it was just the Bloodraven and the dark arts connection???

Arya in Storm:

Her eyes had grown accustomed to blackness. When Harwin pulled the hood off her head, the ruddy glare inside the hollow hill made Arya blink like some stupid owl.

A huge firepit had been dug in the center of the earthen floor, and its flames rose swirling and crackling toward the smoke-stained ceiling. The walls were equal parts stone and soil, with huge white roots twisting through them like a thousand slow pale snakes. People were emerging from between those roots as she watched; edging out from the shadows for a look at the captives, stepping from the mouths of pitch-black tunnels, popping out of crannies and crevices on all sides. In one place on the far side of the fire, the roots formed a kind of stairway up to a hollow in the earth where a man sat almost lost in the tangle of weirwood.

Lem unhooded Gendry. "What is this place?" he asked.

Arya saw men and women and little children, all of them watching her warily.

...

The voice came from the man seated amongst the weirwood roots halfway up the wall. "Six score of us set out to bring the king's justice to your brother." The speaker was descending the tangle of steps toward the floor. "Six score brave men and true, led by a fool in a starry cloak." A scarecrow of a man, he wore a ragged black cloak speckled with stars and an iron breastplate dinted by a hundred battles. A thicket of red-gold hair hid most of his face, save for a bald spot above his left ear where his head had been smashed in. "More than eighty of our company are dead now, but others have taken up the swords that fell from their hands." When he reached the floor, the outlaws moved aside to let him pass. One of his eyes was gone, Arya saw, the flesh about the socket scarred and puckered, and he had a dark black ring all around his neck. "With their help, we fight on as best we can, for Robert and the realm."

 

And then Bran in Dance:

 

The way the shadows shifted made it seem as if the walls were moving too. Bran saw great white snakes slithering in and out of the earth around him, and his heart thumped in fear. He wondered if they had blundered into a nest of milk snakes or giant grave worms, soft and pale and squishy. Grave worms have teeth.

Hodor saw them too. "Hodor," he whimpered, reluctant to go on. But when the girl child stopped to let them catch her, the torchlight steadied, and Bran realized that the snakes were only white roots like the one he'd hit his head on. "It's weirwood roots," he said.

One moment the flames burned orange and yellow, filling the cavern with a ruddy glow; then all the colors faded, leaving only black and white. Behind them Meera gasped. Hodor turned.

 

Before them a pale lord in ebon finery sat dreaming in a tangled nest of roots, a woven weirwood throne that embraced his withered limbs as a mother does a child.

His body was so skeletal and his clothes so rotted that at first Bran took him for another corpse, a dead man propped up so long that the roots had grown over him, under him, and through him. What skin the corpse lord showed was white, save for a bloody blotch that crept up his neck onto his cheek. His white hair was fine and thin as root hair and long enough to brush against the earthen floor. Roots coiled around his legs like wooden serpents. One burrowed through his breeches into the desiccated flesh of his thigh, to emerge again from his shoulder. A spray of dark red leaves sprouted from his skull, and grey mushrooms spotted his brow. A little skin remained, stretched across his face, tight and hard as white leather, but even that was fraying, and here and there the brown and yellow bone beneath was poking through.

 

There were more side passages after that, more chambers, and Bran heard dripping water somewhere to his right. When he looked off that way, he saw eyes looking back at them, slitted eyes that glowed bright, reflecting back the torchlight. More children, he told himself, the girl is not the only one, but Old Nan's tale of Gendel's children came back to him as well.

 

[Lost Melnibonean]

1 hour ago, The Fattest Leech said:

The last few years I have really focused on AFFC and ADWD  by reading and rereading just those two in pieces, whole or chronologically. It's funny what you sometimes forget and the way it smacks you upside the head when it comes back to you.

The similarities between Arya going underground in ASOS to meet the BWB and Beric, and then when Bran goes underground to meet Bloodraven. I may have missed some... but it is starting to make me wonder in Berric got his power from the Old Gods and not R'hollor and that is why Mel had such a negative reaction when she sees him in her flames. Maybe it was just the Bloodraven and the dark arts connection???

Arya in Storm:

Her eyes had grown accustomed to blackness. When Harwin pulled the hood off her head, the ruddy glare inside the hollow hill made Arya blink like some stupid owl.

A huge firepit had been dug in the center of the earthen floor, and its flames rose swirling and crackling toward the smoke-stained ceiling. The walls were equal parts stone and soil, with huge white roots twisting through them like a thousand slow pale snakes. People were emerging from between those roots as she watched; edging out from the shadows for a look at the captives, stepping from the mouths of pitch-black tunnels, popping out of crannies and crevices on all sides. In one place on the far side of the fire, the roots formed a kind of stairway up to a hollow in the earth where a man sat almost lost in the tangle of weirwood.

Lem unhooded Gendry. "What is this place?" he asked.

Arya saw men and women and little children, all of them watching her warily.

...

The voice came from the man seated amongst the weirwood roots halfway up the wall. "Six score of us set out to bring the king's justice to your brother." The speaker was descending the tangle of steps toward the floor. "Six score brave men and true, led by a fool in a starry cloak." A scarecrow of a man, he wore a ragged black cloak speckled with stars and an iron breastplate dinted by a hundred battles. A thicket of red-gold hair hid most of his face, save for a bald spot above his left ear where his head had been smashed in. "More than eighty of our company are dead now, but others have taken up the swords that fell from their hands." When he reached the floor, the outlaws moved aside to let him pass. One of his eyes was gone, Arya saw, the flesh about the socket scarred and puckered, and he had a dark black ring all around his neck. "With their help, we fight on as best we can, for Robert and the realm."

 

And then Bran in Dance:

 

The way the shadows shifted made it seem as if the walls were moving too. Bran saw great white snakes slithering in and out of the earth around him, and his heart thumped in fear. He wondered if they had blundered into a nest of milk snakes or giant grave worms, soft and pale and squishy. Grave worms have teeth.

Hodor saw them too. "Hodor," he whimpered, reluctant to go on. But when the girl child stopped to let them catch her, the torchlight steadied, and Bran realized that the snakes were only white roots like the one he'd hit his head on. "It's weirwood roots," he said.

One moment the flames burned orange and yellow, filling the cavern with a ruddy glow; then all the colors faded, leaving only black and white. Behind them Meera gasped. Hodor turned.

 

Before them a pale lord in ebon finery sat dreaming in a tangled nest of roots, a woven weirwood throne that embraced his withered limbs as a mother does a child.

His body was so skeletal and his clothes so rotted that at first Bran took him for another corpse, a dead man propped up so long that the roots had grown over him, under him, and through him. What skin the corpse lord showed was white, save for a bloody blotch that crept up his neck onto his cheek. His white hair was fine and thin as root hair and long enough to brush against the earthen floor. Roots coiled around his legs like wooden serpents. One burrowed through his breeches into the desiccated flesh of his thigh, to emerge again from his shoulder. A spray of dark red leaves sprouted from his skull, and grey mushrooms spotted his brow. A little skin remained, stretched across his face, tight and hard as white leather, but even that was fraying, and here and there the brown and yellow bone beneath was poking through.

 

There were more side passages after that, more chambers, and Bran heard dripping water somewhere to his right. When he looked off that way, he saw eyes looking back at them, slitted eyes that glowed bright, reflecting back the torchlight. More children, he told himself, the girl is not the only one, but Old Nan's tale of Gendel's children came back to him as well.

 

You read my mind...

The power of Beric and Catelyn comes from the Old Gods, not the Lord of Light...

[The Fattest Leech]

58 minutes ago, Lost Melnibonean said:

You read my mind...

The power of Beric and Catelyn comes from the Old Gods, not the Lord of Light...

Theory confirmed! 

I scanned for a minute cuz I have to run out the door, but holy moly. Yes. Yes I missed a lot of clues. 

Its funny because I started my scans looking for other stuff just about Bloodraven when this other info re-entered my brain. 

I cannot wait to get back and read this. Thanks. 

[HornblowerHar]

He told me the moon was an egg, khaleesi. That once there were two moons in the sky, but one wandered too close to the sun and it cracked from the heat. Out of it poured a thousand thousand dragons and they drank the suns fire.

Dany is Drogo's moon of my life.  Drogo is her sun and stars.  I have listened to the books a lot and never noticed this until today.

[Lost Melnibonean]

1 hour ago, HornblowerHar said:

He told me the moon was an egg, khaleesi. That once there were two moons in the sky, but one wandered too close to the sun and it cracked from the heat. Out of it poured a thousand thousand dragons and they drank the suns fire.

Dany is Drogo's moon of my life.  Drogo is her sun and stars.  I have listened to the books a lot and never noticed this until today.

You might find this interesting...

 

[Truthbtold]

Probably I'm full of shit, but Nymeria sounds to me like the German word niemand, which translates to "No one".

[HornblowerHar]

15 hours ago, Lost Melnibonean said:

You might find this interesting...

 

I did enjoy that.  It is going to be interesting to see how this plays out.  Thanks!

[Flying Cat]

The first 2 times I re-read the series, the red comet took me by surprise all over again. Every time I felt stupid, because every freakin character mentions the damn thing. I guess I forget because every character also stops mentioning the damn thing rather abruptly.

[The Fattest Leech]

9 hours ago, Truthbtold said:

Probably I'm full of shit, but Nymeria sounds to me like the German word niemand, which translates to "No one".

You are caca free, sans shiza, unhampered by dookie.

I just checked with a friend of mine who is very fluent in German and she confirmed.

Good catch!

[Truthbtold]

15 minutes ago, The Fattest Leech said:

Thanks! Lol, I may be unhampered by dookie this time, but I am stuck in this quote box...