6/30 - Your Favourite Moment From The Books/Show

*** I’ve not tagged this as a GoT spoiler as I highly bloody doubt any of this will make it into the show, just fyi.


"Jon turned to Alys Karstark. "My lady. Are you ready?’
'Yes. Oh, yes.'
'You're not scared?'
The girl smiled in a way that reminded Jon so much of his little sister that it almost broke his heart. ‘Let him be scared of me.’”

"The Magnar of Thenn stood waiting by the fire, clad as if for battle, in fur and leather and bronze scales, a bronze sword at his hip. His receding hair made him look older than his years, but as he turned to watch his bride approach, Jon could see the boy in him. His eyes were as big as walnuts, though whether it was the fire, the priestess, or the woman that had put the fear in him, Jon could not say.”

"Melisandre’s eyes shone as bright as the ruby at her throat. ‘Then come to me and be as one.’ As she beckoned, a wall of flames roared upward, licking at the snowflakes with hot orange tongues. Alys Karstark took her Magnar by the hand.
Side by side they leapt the ditch.
'Two went into the flames.' A gust of wind lifted the red woman's scarlet skirts until she pressed them down again. 'One emerges.' Her coppery hair danced about her head. 'What fire joins, none may put asunder.'
What fire joins, none may put asunder,’ came the echo, from the queen’s men and Thenns and even a few of the black brothers.”


favourite show moment [here]

Anonymous asked:

How do weddings in the North work? Do they swear their vows to the heart trees?

They swear their vows before heart trees, yes. Via ADWD, we know that:

  1. The bride, cloaked in a maiden’s cloak bearing the sigil of her father’s house, is escorted by her father (or relative or guardian if he’s dead) to a weirwood tree. (The heart tree of a godswood would be the standard, but presumably any weirwood could do.)
  2. The groom waits under the heart tree, and asks, “Who comes? Who comes before the gods?”
  3. The escort says, “[Bride’s name] of House [bride’s family] comes here to be wed. A woman [grown and flowered, trueborn and noble (delete as applicable)], she comes to beg the blessings of the gods. Who comes to claim her?”
  4. The groom says, “Me, [groom’s name] of House [groom’s family], [groom’s titles]. I claim her. Who gives her?”
  5. The escort says, “[Escort’s name] of House [escort’s family], [escort’s relationship to the bride],” turns to the bride, and asks, “[Bride’s title] [bride’s name], will you take this man?”
  6. The bride replies, “I take this man.”
  7. The bride and groom join hands and kneel before the heart tree, bowing their heads in submission to the gods. They spend a few moments in silent prayer, then stand.
  8. The groom removes the bride’s maiden’s cloak and replaces it with a cloak bearing the sigil of his house, signifying his taking her under his protection and into his family.

And that’s it, they’re married. Very simple, no priest or other blessings necessary. Presumably there should be at least one witness to make it legal, but possibly the bride and groom could handle it themselves without even an escort. Just them and the tree and the old gods…

A Knight's Watch Ch. 35 -- Preview




It is so beautiful… the land bathed in fire…

Everything is burning my lord. The world is blazing with your light-

The sudden roar of a giant distracted Melisandre from her prayers. There were a good number of the beasts among the defenders atop the Wall, the nearest men to her jumping at the sound of their allies’ bellows. 

The giants were reloading and aiming the trebuchets, using nothing but brute strength to make the old and broken machines work. Sigorn of Thenn, the wildling she had helped to make a lord, acted as a leader now. Shouting at the giants in their barbaric tongue, directing them in where they hurled their barrels of pitch. 

“Tell them to the left!” Lady Mormont called to Sigorn, pointing her mace out towards the dark skies of the west. “They’re pressing hard there! One of the trebuchets to the left!”

“Aye!” Sigorn snapped back before grunting in the Old Tongue. The giants at the western trebuchet growled back before snuffling and pushing as they forced their siege weapon in a new direction. 

The trebuchet closest to her was locked back in preparation, a giant loading the barrel while the steward named Pyp rushed forward with a torch.

“Ready!” The black brother warned loudly and Sigorn nodded, allowing Pyp to set flame to their ammunition. “Let fly!”

The trebuchet suddenly sprang forward, letting the burning barrel sail up into the moonlit sky, which was already stained with thick black smoke. The path of the bright, flaming projectile reminded her of the red comet that had once traced a bright blood-red line across the sky.

I believed it was a sign that heralded the return of dragons… I grew doubtful…

Yet they have returned. One is down there fighting even now.

The barrel was crashing into the ground then, exploding into flames and engulfing a score of wights. That was far from the end though. There were more of those ungodly creatures, thousands more.

Everywhere Melisandre looked she saw the thralls of the Great Other, the walking corpses filled with unspoken and evil magics, flooding out of the great dark forest. 

Seeking the warmth of the living… the men who fight and fall to keep that cold at bay…

A dragon prince among them…

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