this is for you renly

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“House Tyrell continues through my brothers,” Ser Loras said. “It is not necessary for a third son to wed, or breed.”

“Not necessary, but some find it pleasant. What of love?”

When the sun has set, no candle can replace it.”

8

There it is. There’s the look. I’ve seen it for seventeen years on face after face. You all despise me. Kingslayer. Oathbreaker. A man without honor. […] Once again, I came to the King, begging him to surrender. He told me to… bring him my father’s head. Then he turned to his pyromancer. “Burn them all,” he said. “Burn them in their homes. Burn them in their beds.” Tell me, if your precious Renly had commanded you to kill your own father, and stand by while thousands of men, women and children burned alive, would you have done it? Would you have kept your oath then? 

anonymous asked:

Since there is so much evidence about what a scumbag Renly was why on earth would the show writers make him the best of the three Baratheon brothers? It makes no sense to me.

Because GRRM, in his tricksy wisdom, also made Renly intelligent, funny, and genuinely charming and then made his main opponents people who aren’t. 

When we first encounter Renly in Sansa I and Eddard III, not only is he a young Robert without the alcoholism and Targ-murder-boner, but he’s also making fun of the Lannisters who we’re being primed to hate even more because they’re trying to execute dogs. (Although if you think about it, isn’t it interesting that Renly comes off so well despite not lifting a finger to actually help?)

Then when we encounter him again in ACOK, he’s being contrasted against Stannis, who we’re also primed to dislike (so that the face turn works in ASOS). Remember, Stannis is introduced allowing walking empathy magnet Maester Cressen to be humiliated, and the next image we have of him before he meets with Renly is him joining a scary cult (another example of how priming wrong-foots people: Melisandre). And again, look at their meeting:

Again, on the surface, Renly’s the one with the better japes, the peach, and he’s the one who’s going to get horribly murdered so there’s the sympathy factor as well. 

The case for Renly falls apart when you step back, ignore all of the surface qualities, and ask yourself what has he actually done and what has he actually said. And that’s when you start to see all of the subtle thematic and character work GRRM has been doing in the background

My guess? Benioff and Weiss aren’t very good at literary analysis and simply missed that second layer. 

The Stag and The Bastard

IMAGINE: Being the younger sister of Robert, Stannis and Renly and meeting Jon Snow in the kitchens during the feast. 

[gif is not mine. creds to the owner. part of the poetry series, this time it’s based off lang leav’s ‘someone like you’.] 

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‘Do you think there is the possibility of you and I? In this lifetime, is that too much to hope for?…’

She could feel the stares of the people as she walked into the hall, nevertheless she kept walking her chin held up high. (Y/N) knew why they were staring. Of course it was very uncommon for such a highborn lady to not wear dresses, but it was so trivial. She could hear Robert’s voice from the end of the hall, she could practically see Cersei rolling her eyes at her husband’s behaviour.  

“Sister!” She looked at her brother at the centre of the table, gesturing for her to hurry along and break her fast with them.

“Brother,” she greeted him when she was close enough. She walked past the Stark and the Baratheon children. She wasn’t older than them by any means, basically the same age as Robb but nonetheless she was royalty.

“Why are you dressed like a man?” Renly spoke, smirking when he saw his sister’s reaction.

“I’m going around Winterfell today to see what there is,” she looked around at the faces. Robert looked on with interest as well as Cersei, Stannis looked indifferent and Renly just looked amused. “As well as around the North.”

“Do you have an escort my lady?” Catelyn spoke from her far left. “We have plenty of escorts to show you around.”

(Y/N)’s gaze turned to Cat, she smiled softly and shook her head. “Thank you, but I already have an escort. A suitable one, one that I chose myself.”

“Who is it?”

“Jon Snow,” she could practically feel the anger radiate from Cat as soon as she said that name. (Y/N) smiled at her, this time with an all knowing smile, without another word she took her seat and sat beside Renly.


“You’re stirring things up sister,” Renly whispered softly.

“I’m not,” she responded. Renly gave her a knowing look. “Okay, maybe I am but I’m not intentionally doing it.”

“How did you even get to meet Jon Snow? How did you get him as the escort?”

“So many questions brother,” (Y/N) twirled her fork and looked at the table below them. She looked for the familiar black hair but knowing better. Of course he wasn’t at the table with them. He was probably alone outside, or maybe he was inside a barn? Or in the kitchens, much like he was last night.


The clanging sounds of pots and pans echoed across the narrow hall where (Y/N) walked, she could see the faint light of the kitchens. A booming laugh echoed across the hall, knowing that it came from her over joyous brother from the feast behind her.

“Your Highness?” A servant stood before, curtsying. “Is something the matter?”

(Y/N) softly smiled, “No.” She pointed to the room where the light was coming from, “Is this the kitchens?”

“Yes my lady,” (Y/N) nodded ending the conversation. The servant curtsied again and hurried off.

(Y/N) walked towards the kitchen, she could hear the conversations that were being held. She heard her name being mentioned, with quiet movements she moved to the alcove just before it.

“I’m telling you Myl, that girl is no Highborn woman, nor a Princess,” a woman with a gruff voice sounded. “The way that she holds herself, she’s more interested in cajoling with the men and knights than being properly trained as a royal. I hear that she’s the black sheep in that family.” (Y/N) could imagine the tittering imbeciles edging in closer trying to catch up on the latest gossip while they make the food. 

(Y/N) clenched her fist together, she’s heard this over the years of course. She preferred to be in the company of men as she wanted to fight, not what everyone else seem to think so. She’s heard the whispers, the rumours from servants to noble people alike. But she was never the black sheep of the family. When she said that she would rather fight and train with the soldiers, her brothers had reservations it wasn’t until Jaime Lannister came to her aid and supported her. From then on she’s become one of the fiercest and merciless fighters of Westeros.

“That’s why she’s called the Iron Princess,” another voice joined in. “She has no mercy. No sympathy, she’s more like a Lannister than a Baratheon. She’s a whore too I hear.” There was more that the woman was going to say but she was interrupted when a voice yelled out ‘enough’.

“You mustn’t say things like that,” she’s heard that voice before. Earlier in the day. “She’s different aye, but that does not matter. If she hears you saying things like this then we’ll see if she has mercy or not.” She could hear the sounds of his shoes as he walked around the room. “Even then if rumours are circulated around it won’t be just her who would be spiteful, it will be her brothers and the Lannisters, even my father.”

It was true of course, what he just said. She was loved by her brothers, and she was loved by the Lannisters. Tywin practically raised her when her father died.

“Be careful what you say around here. Now go on, I think it’s the next course you wouldn’t want them to be waiting now do you?” She could hear all of their feet move across the floor, she burrowed herself to the wall when they passed, strangely enough they were all quiet.


“Thank you for that,” (Y/N) said softly as she walked into the kitchens. She saw Jon jump a little bit and held in her laugh. She watched as he turned around almost tripping over his own feet.

“Your Highness,” he bowed.

“(Y/N).”

“I beg your pardon?”

She walked towards him, “I don’t like titles. We’re all the same when we’re buried in the ground,” she shrugged. “Although dead kings garner more respect and admiration than actual living people.”

“I’m sorry for what they said. They hear rumours and they speculate.”

She shrugged, “I’ve heard far worse from far worse people Jon Snow, no worries.” (Y/N) walked along the bench, scrunching her nose up at the various smells and dirtiness of the kitchen. “Some rumours do tend to stem from the truth,” he looked at her, his dark eyes following her every move. She looked at him and smirked, “Some rumours. Not all though.”

Jon cleared his throat, not believing that (Y/N) Baratheon the most sought out person in all of the Seven Kingdoms was here with him, the bastard of Winterfell. “How does one weave out the lies and find the truth?”

She tapped her lip with her finger and thought for a moment. “If they know you well enough, love you or care for you, they know.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, why are you here with me?”

(Y/N) stared at him, “I didn’t want to be here with you.”

Jon looked down, she sighed, “I meant that I come to the kitchens sometimes so I can be alone and eat,” she grinned at him. “The company that I have right now is an added bonus. The good kind.”

“But I’m a bastard, the bastard,” Jon emphasized. He knew that he was treated far worse than the usual bastards because he was Ned Stark’s.

“And?” She sat down at one of the stools and gestured for him to do the same. “I don’t care if you’re a bastard, Ned Stark’s or not. I told you, I hate figurative titles.” (Y/N) looked at the plate of pies, took it and passed one to Jon. “Now to lighter topics, what is there to see about the dreary and grey North?”

“I could show you tomorrow, if you’d like.” Jon offered as gratefully took the pie from her.

(Y/N) chewed her pie slowly and stared at Jon, enjoying making him squirm as he waits for her answer. Finally she swallowed the piece and poured herself some wine. “I think I’ll take you up on that offer Jon Snow,” she said before she sipped the wine.


There is something so delicate about this time, so fragile. And if nothing ever comes of it, at least I have known this feeling, this wonderful sense of optimism…’ 

“Sister?” Renly gently nudged her with his elbow. She shook herself out of her thoughts and looked at her brother. “You were far away all of a sudden.”

She smiled cordially at him, “Just remembering dear brother, no need to worry.”

Renly huffed, “I wasn’t worried. I just thought you were going insane.”

(Y/N) took another forkful of sausage in her mouth, took her napkin and gently dabbed away the grease. She looked towards the entrance of the hall and saw that Jon appeared. He seemed hesitant to walk towards her but she nodded at him and started walking. (Y/N) stood up, her chair scraping across the floors as she walked down the steps to greet Jon.

“What are you doing here?” Cat looked at Jon, disdain still in her eyes and her voice.

Jon looked at (Y/N) then at Cately, then at the rest of the table. Each pair of eyes now directed at him. “I invited him.” He heard (Y/N)’s voice coming from his right and he smiled at her. “He’s my guest.”

(Y/N) stood next to Jon, linking her arms with him. She looked at his face and smiled, then turned to the table and arched a brow, silently asking if they had any objections.

“A bastar-,” Cately’s words were taken from her mouth as Robert laughed.

“The more the merrier!” He knew that if Catelyn finished her words, his sister’s temper would flare up and as amusing it would be he still liked Catelyn, and it would cause some tension if his sister accidentally hurt her.

“Come Jon,” she led him to sit next to her. “Break your fast then you show me what the North has to offer.” Jon could feel the stares of everyone as he sat down. He smiled meekly at Robb and Arya who were staring at him unflinchingly.


…It is something I can always keep close to me -to draw from in my darkest hour like a ray of unspent sunshine…’ 

As he prepared the saddles for the horses, Jon felt a presence behind him, he turned around and saw that it was Jaime Lannister, in his golden glory. “I don’t know what you’re doing with (Y/N), but if you harm her in anyway I’ll be forced to kill you in her honour.” Jaime passed the bag that Jon needed. “And it won’t just be my wrath that you have to watch out for.” He nodded towards Tywin who was conversing with Littlefinger and Ned on the other side of the courtyard.

Jon nodded and swallowed the nervousness that he was feeling. He knew that (Y/N) was one of the most beloved people in Westeros and if he certainly did hurt her then nothing could ever save him, not even all of the Gods.

He watched as (Y/N) came out of the castle, still in her outfit from the morning, her dark hair flowing behind her. He spotted the Queen walking beside her and watched as they conversed quietly. 


“Be careful (Y/N), the North is harsh and unforgiving.”

“Much like the Lannisters, Cersei, I will be fine.” She hugged her goodsister and bid her farewell. (Y/N) walked towards Jon as he held the two reins, passing one to her. “Are you ready Jon?”

He nodded and waited for her to saddle up, then joined her. Jon looked back at the courtyard, he could feel their stares, waiting for him to mess up but alas he did not. He looked at Cersei, her eyes never leaving his, he nodded at her hoping that he received the message that he will not hurt her and no harm will come to her. She nodded and walked towards her father.

Jon looked at (Y/N) who was now staring at him with curious eyes, “Don’t worry Jon, I’ll make sure I won’t fall off my horse so they won’t kill you.” She gave a hearty laugh one that usually comes from Robert. He gave her a small smile. Sensing the hesitancy and nervousness, she trotted her horse towards him. “I’m too interested in you Jon Snow, to ever let any harm come to you.”

This time he smiled at her genuinely. “Now let’s go, I can’t wait to see the different shades of grey I can find in the North!” He watched as she trotted her horse to the gates. Jon looked back at everyone, this time their stares more warm than before but still cautious.

 As he rode alongside (Y/N), her words filling the cold air, he couldn’t help but feel right and complete. Even if he was a bastard, he can damn well show her how much of a man he could be. 

‘…No matter what happens next, I will always be glad to know there is someone like you in the world.’ 

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anonymous asked:

5 top Sansa book moments?

MMMM ONLY 5  you are making this hard on me! ( I am kidding  i love it) 

5)  “I can answer,” Sansa said quickly, to quell her prince’s anger. She smiled at the green knight. “Your helmet bears golden antlers, my lord. The stag is the sigil of the royal House. King Robert has two brothers. By your extreme youth, you can only be Renly Baratheon, Lord of Storm’s End and councillor to the king, and so I name you.” (so smart my child!!!) 

4)  “His leg was broken,” Sansa replied eagerly. “It hurt ever so much, Maester Pycelle was giving him milk of the poppy, and they say that milk of the poppy fills your head with clouds. Otherwise he would never have said it.” (mmm her lying to save her father Ned…people always forget that part of AGOT!) 

3)  The silence went on and on, so long that she began to grow afraid once more, but she was afraid for him now, not for herself. She found his massive shoulder with her hand. “He was no true knight,” she whispered to him.

The Hound threw back his head and roared. Sansa stumbled back, away from him, but he caught her arm. “No,” he growled at her, “no, little bird, he was no true knight.”

2)  “He is,” Sansa said. “A fool. You’re so clever, to see it. He’s better fitted to be a fool than a knight, isn’t he? You ought to dress him in motley and make him clown for you. He doesn’t deserve the mercy of a quick death.

“The king studied her a moment. “Perhaps you’re not so stupid as Mother says.” He raised his voice.

 "Did you hear my lady, Dontos? From this day on, you’re my new fool. You can sleep with Moon Boy and dress in motley

.“Ser Dontos, sobered by his near brush with death, crawled to his knees. "Thank you, Your Grace. And you, my lady. Thank you.

1) A kind of madness took over her then, and she heard herself say, “Maybe my brother will give me your head.”….. “ The moment was gone. Sansa lowered her eyes. “Thank you,” she said when he was done. She was a good girl, and always remembered her courtesies.”

hardcoresheep  asked:

In my first time reading, I completely fell for the idea of King Renly! It's funny, because as you say: Renly is a completely hollow man. and yet there I was, wanting to fill him with all these ideas of the perfect, charming king - a king who cared for the people! The man might be copper, but godamn if that copper doesn't shine awful bright. If I didn't stop to reread, to think about it... It really speaks of GRRM's talent, don't you think? Oh, Sorry for any bad english. Great blog! :D

Well said! Basically, Renly is an inversion of Stannis. The former has mastered the outward show of the perfect king but with none of the substance. The latter has terrible PR and is always being, y’know, Stannis at people, but has the “true steel” when and where it counts. And that includes being “a king who cared for the people,” from pledging to “make new lords” alongside his peasant-born Hand to deciding to bring the wildlings through the Wall after preventing their immediate threat to the rest of Westeros. 

Can I piss off everyone?

I have my own criticisms of Stannis’s bid for the throne, but there is no universe in which Renly had the right to claim the throne ahead of Stannis.

It’s not even a question of whether Renly “would have made a good king.” He would have been a far sight better than Aerys II, for instance. I think Renly had the disposition to be an adequate king, but after getting the throne under those circumstances, he would have had to be much better than adequate. 

The difference between Renly and Aegon the Conqueror, or Renly and his big brother Robert, is a question of what they have to offer relative to the status quo. With Aegon and his sisters, for example, they didn’t simply “conquer” the Seven Kingdoms; they united the Seven Kingdoms, and thus offered a new status quo that was far preferable to the previous one. Before the conquest, the kingdoms were not only separate but frequently in conflict. The Riverlands, especially, were a steaming hot mess and Aegon and his sisters made life on the Trident a lot easier after they melted Harrenhal. The fact that the Targaryens were riding big dragons certainly helped to cement their claim, but there’s another key difference there between the Targaryen conquest and Renly’s usurpation: nobody else in Westeros could manage dragons like the Targaryens did. Their ability to breed, raise and use dragons was exclusive, and the dragons’ later extinction was unforeseen. There was no danger of some other assholes putting the realm through another war by doing what Aegon and his sisters did, because there was no one else who could do what they did. Having a united Westeros was better for the people than multiple squabbling provinces, and having the Targaryens in charge was a stable arrangement.

Then we had Robert’s Rebellion, in which the dragons were all gone and King Aerys was taking a giant dump all over the social contract. The rebellion’s offer to the realm was to restore the old status quo of a united Westeros ruled by reasonable people, which they absolutely did not have with Aerys II and could not expect to have under Rhaegar. The rebellion succeeded because the benefit of getting out from under Aerys and Rhaegar was more than worth the trouble of being at war for a couple years. There was no reason to worry about someone else doing what the Baratheon rebels did as long as the Baratheon rulers behaved like they were not above the law.

Then we have the War of Five Kings, in which on top of a succession crisis between Robert’s middle brother and Robert’s wife’s children, there’s the additional entropy of baby brother Renly getting his friends together and shitting all over the rules of succession. If Renly had succeeded in becoming king ahead of Stannis, that would have set a precedent that the throne is up for grabs every time a king dies. Hell, why even wait until a king dies? Any jumped-up lord who can gather a big enough army can stage a coup and there’s no good argument against his doing so since Renly won the throne. And if the royal family disregards the rules of succession, what’s there to stop similar behavior in the Paramount families? Or even the subordinate noble Houses? If Renly can jump the line over Stannis, then any noble younger son who can get enough knights together is welcome to snatch the family castle away from his big brother, and who cares how many people get killed in the process? 

The question, then, is not merely whether Renly would have made a good king, it’s whether he would have made a good enough king to overcome the bad precedent his reign would have set. Now, maybe he could have neutralized the bad precedent by making a case for why he would make a better king than Stannis, but Renly did not do that. Renly’s case for himself as king was, “You have the better claim but I have the bigger army.” You want generations of bloodshed? That’s how you get generations of bloodshed. Would Renly have been clever enough, crafty enough, or powerful enough to manage the violence of a new generation of younger sons usurping their older brothers’ lordships? Would he have been clever enough to keep another sufficiently well-connected Lord Paramount from launching another rebellion for the throne? Would he even be a clever enough father to convince his own children not to do what he did? I don’t think he could have done any of that. I think he might have made an acceptable king if he’d waited in line behind Stannis and Shireen, but his refusal to wait his turn put the realm in needless danger.

Renly had no right to that throne and their backing his claim speaks poorly of the Tyrells.

anonymous asked:

Why don't you condemn Aegon The Conqueror like you do Renly Baratheon? After all, they both ultimately based their claim on the strength of their arms, rather than the will of the people or rights of succession. I'm not defending either of them, just wondering what you see as the difference.

I think that’s a misinterpreation of Aegon the Conqueror. As I discuss in my essay on him, far from being based solely through strength of arms, Aegon and his sisters were careful to establish consent from and establish legitimacy with his subjects:

“Having taken a dozen castles and secured the mouth of the Blackwater Rush on both sides of the river, he commanded the lords he had defeated to attend him. There they laid their swords at his feet, and Aegon raised them up and confirmed them in their lands and titles. To his oldest supporters he gave new honors…Heraldic banners had long been a tradition amongst the lords of Westeros, but such had never been used by the dragonlords of old Valyria. When Aegon’s knights unfurled his great silken battle standard, with a red three-headed dragon breathing fire upon a black field, the lords took it for a sign that he was now truly one of them, a worthy high king for Westeros. When Queen Visenya placed a Valyrian steel circlet, studded with rubies, on her brother’s head and Queen Rhaenys hailed him as, “Aegon, First of His Name, King of All Westeros, and Shield of His People,” the dragons roared and the lords and knights sent up a cheer … but the smallfolk, the fisherman and field hands and goodwives, shouted loudest of all.”

“the men of the Trident had no love for their ironborn overlords…so now the riverlands rose against him, led by Lord Edmyn Tully of Riverrun. Summoned to the defense of Harrenhal, Tully declared for House Targaryen instead, raised the dragon banner over his castle, and rode forth with his knights and archers to join his strength to Aegon’s. His defiance gave heart to the other riverlords. One by one, the lords of the Trident renounced Harren and declared for Aegon the Dragon. Blackwoods, Mallisters, Vances,
Brackens, Pipers, Freys, Strongs… summoning their levies, they descended on Harrenhal…The next day, outside the smoking ruins of Harrenhal, King Aegon accepted an oath of fealty from Edmyn Tully, Lord of Riverrun, and named him Lord Paramount of the Trident. The other riverlords did homage as well —to Aegon as king and to Edmyn Tully as their liege lord.”

And this went on and on - the homage of the Westermen and the Reachermen ater the Field of Fire, the submission of Highgarden, Torrhen kneeling at the Trident, and Aegon’s anointment and coronation at Oldtown. At every step of the way, Aegon spends as much time establishing the reciprocal bonds of feudal obligation and enacting the symbolism of monarchy as he does fighting. And he continued this policy as King:

“he worked to knit the realm together with his presence—to awe his subjects and (when needed) frighten them…the other half of the year he dedicated to the royal progress. He traveled throughout the realm for the rest of his life,
until his final progress in 33 AC—making a point of paying his respects to the High Septon in the Starry Sept each time he visited Oldtown, guesting beneath the roofs of the lords of the great houses (even Winterfell, on that last progress), and beneath the roofs of many lesser lords, knights, and common innkeepers… In these progresses, the king was accompanied not only by his courtiers but by maesters and septons as well. Six maesters were often in his company to advise him upon the local laws and traditions of the former realms, so that he might rule in judgment at the courts he held. Rather than attempting to unify the realm under one set of laws, he respected the differing customs of each region and sought to judge as their past kings might have.”

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make me choose // peeta-baelish asked: rhaegar targaryen & jon connington or renly baratheon & loras tyrell?

I buried him with mine own hands, in a place he showed me once when I was a squire at Storm’s End. No one shall ever find him there to disturb his rest.

anonymous asked:

Besides Loras is there any other evidence that Renly looked down on Brienne?

I don’t think and don’t remember that Renly ever treated Brienne with open contempt; he gave her the public honor of a rainbow cloak the moment she asked for it without sneering or even batting an eyelid at her being a woman, he let her carry his standard and help him don his armor; in other words, on the surface, he was courteous and respectful of her dignity and role as a member of his kingsguard. So I’ll credit him for that. This is also why it’s hard to find objective evidence of Renly looking down on her, since we don’t have his pov.     

We have however Catelyn’s impression of the Brienne/Renly dynamic, and it’s not positive:

The way she looked at the king - looked down at him, she was a good hand higher, though Renly was near as tall as his brother had been - was painful to see.

Brienne dropped to her knees. “If I must part from Your Grace, grant me the honor of arming you for battle.” Catelyn heard someone snigger behind her. She loves him, poor thing, she thought sadly. She’d play his squire just to touch him, and never care how great a fool they think her.

Brienne was on her feet as well. “Your Grace, give me but a moment to don my mail. You should not be without protection.” King Renly smiled. “If I am not safe in the heart of Lord Caswell’s castle, with my own host around me, one sword will make no matter… not even your sword, Brienne. Sit and eat. If I have need of you, I’ll send for you.His words seemed to strike the girl harder than any blow she had taken that afternoon. “As you will, Your Grace.” Brienne sat, eyes downcast.

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anonymous asked:

Do you think the reason Martin made Brienne so devoted almost pathetically to Renly was due to him wanting her to not seem perfect?

No, I don’t think that’s it. In chivalry, devotion to your liege lord is a sign of virtue; in chivalric romance, devotion to your love is likewise. Brienne’s case is rather efficient in that the two are one.

I think GRRM made Brienne devoted to Renly was to set up the idea that Brienne’s purpose in life is to protect others to the point of laying down her life in the approved fashion (”all his other knights wanted things of him, castles or honors or riches, but all that Brienne wanted was to die for him”), but that Renly wasn’t actually worthy of her service. Hence why Brienne spends all of AFFC looking for a maiden in need of defending, while slowly forgetting Renly and developing a deeper connection to Jaime. 

Now, I have a darker guess about what Brienne’s endgame is than some people would like, but I think it’s definitely grounded in the rules and forms of chivalric romance and thus in Brienne’s character…

Stark!Reader x Willas Tyrell

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((Wow, okay, this one got a little wordy and I hope you like the way I wrote it!))

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You didn’t want to be betrothed to the Heir of Highgarden.

When you first found out – just shortly before the royal party arrived so King Robert could name your Father the new Hand of the King – that your mother had convinced your father to marry you off to House Tyrell in order to establish a connection to the Reach (for when the Winter came, the North would be able to import cheaper food than buying it from across the Narrow Sea should the storage of the North run out), you had ranted and raved and locked yourself away in your bed chambers for days.

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i-just-like-commenting  asked:

As I read you description of Renly's scheming to get Margaery to be Robert's mistress, how much of that do you think was his idea and how much was the Tyrells'? I tednt to read Renly as a (witting and willing) puppet of the Tyrells in their bid to get more power.

I think it was mostly (perhaps almost entirely) Renly’s idea. The Tyrells want power, yes, but they’re cautious about it. Well, partially cautious. For example:

Her grandmother snorted. “Gallant, yes, and charming, and very clean. [Renly] knew how to dress and he knew how to smile and he knew how to bathe, and somehow he got the notion that this made him fit to be king. The Baratheons have always had some queer notions, to be sure. It comes from their Targaryen blood, I should think.” She sniffed. “They tried to marry me to a Targaryen once, but I soon put an end to that.”
“Renly was brave and gentle, Grandmother,” said Margaery. “Father liked him as well, and so did Loras.”
“Loras is young,” Lady Olenna said crisply, “and very good at knocking men off horses with a stick. That does not make him wise. As to your father, would that I’d been born a peasant woman with a big wooden spoon, I might have been able to beat some sense into his fat head. […] It’s treason, I warned them, Robert has two sons, and Renly has an older brother, how can he possibly have any claim to that ugly iron chair? Tut-tut, says my son, don’t you want your sweetling to be queen? […] The thought that one day he may see his grandson with his arse on the Iron Throne makes Mace puff up like […a puff fish…] We should have stayed well out of all this bloody foolishness if you ask me, but once the cow’s been milked there’s no squirting the cream back up her udder. After Lord Puff Fish put that crown on Renly’s head, we were into the pudding up to our knees, so here we are to see things through.”

–ASOS, Sansa I

This discussion is of course about the Tyrells supporting Renly’s bid for king, but I think it also applies to Renly’s Margaery/Robert plot. While Mace might find the plan attractive, Olenna would consider the idea of throwing her sweet granddaughter into a den of lions in hopes she might succeed in turning Robert’s head and gaining a crown for hers absolutely appalling. (There’s the danger of Cersei knocking Margaery off, there’s the chance that the adultery/incest might not be provable, there’s a chance that Robert might make Margaery his mistress but not his new queen, or maybe he’d just love her and leave her like he does with most women, etc.) So I very much doubt it was a plan that the Tyrells came up with on their own and proposed to Renly.

Rather, I think Renly was visiting Highgarden, saw Margaery and heard something about how people were comparing her beauty and appearance to the proven royal-seducing Lyanna (which of course is B.S. but also Margaery doesn’t look a thing like Lyanna so, y’know, the romance of the Reach yadda yadda), and realized aha, here was the key he could use to influence Robert and get rid of Cersei. Maybe Loras played a small part too – like, “you’re unhappy with Cersei and Joffrey, why don’t you do something about it” – but he also was definitely Renly’s instrument in convincing his family to go along with the plan. Varys says Loras was writing to Mace, not the other way around. And also, Mace may be an ambitious pompous blowhard, but he doesn’t strike me as someone who’d come up with the idea to pimp out his daughter that way (unlike those who facilitated Aegon IV’s mistresses, like Lord Bracken with his daughters Barba and Bethany, or Lucas “the Pander” Lothson with his wife and daughter).

Note Renly also tells Stannis that he was planning to make Margaery Robert’s queen, he doesn’t blame it on the Tyrells or anything – and though that could just be his own “look how clever I am” taking credit for it, IMO it’s said too casually, as an admission of “yep, guilty, I had those plans all right”. Basically, I think it’s an extreme misread to think Renly was being manipulated by the Tyrells to give them power, or by anyone else. Everything he did was his own choices, alas.

seamusaran  asked:

How aware do you think Stannis is of his part in Renly's murder? A lot of people seem to think he was unapologetically on board with the whole thing but his dialogue after involving Renly's peach always suggested to me it was more a case of that while deep down he knows he had something to do with it he avoids thinking about it and has quite deliberately not dwelled at all on the idea of who killed Renly. I.e. he is remaining wilfully ignorant of his involvement.

That’s basically my read on it too.

Stannis’ behaviour at the parley between him and Renly and before seems to me that even if he has some Melisandre-inspired belief that Renly’s doomed, he doesn’t know when and where that doom will come about. Catelyn III, ACoK, tells us in its first few paragraphs that Stannis’ foragers have been cutting down trees for siege towers and catapults; Catelyn IV, ACoK tells us that he’s got his battle lines sorted out for the inevitable attack. From Catelyn’s outsider perspective, and that of everyone else on the field, it sure looks like Stannis intends to fight it out in battle.

Davos II, ACoK, of course, is the chapter with the best discussion of the issue of Stannis’ guilt, and I’m willing to take Stannis at his word here, given how the opening of his conversation with Davos shows how he values honesty.

Davos had come too far with Stannis to play coy now. “Last year they were Robert’s men. A moon ago they were Renly’s. This morning they are yours. Whose will they be on the morrow?”

And Stannis laughed. A sudden gust, rough and full of scorn. “I told you, Melisandre,” he said to the red woman, “my Onion Knight tells me the truth.”

In this context, I really don’t think Stannis would return Davos’ honesty with deliberate lies of his own. So when he confesses to Davos that he dreams about Renly’s murder (giving enough details for the reader to know that some part of Stannis was definitely involved), I’m inclined to believe what he says.

First, there’s how the topic of Stannis’ whereabouts at the time of Renly’s murder even came up in conversation.

“I have no doubt that Cersei had a hand in Robert’s death. I will have justice for him. Aye, and for Ned Stark and Jon Arryn as well.”

“And for Renly?”

In response, Stannis starts talking about where he was and what he was doing. That alone would indicate that at this point in time, after the fact, he feels he bears some kind of responsibility.

“I was still abed when he died. Your Devan will tell you. He tried to wake me. Dawn was nigh and my lords were waiting, fretting. I should have been ahorse, armoured. I knew Renly would attack at break of day. Devan says I thrashed and cried out, but what does it matter? It was a dream. I was in my tent when Renly died, and when I woke my hands were clean.”

He’s still talking about those battle plans. It seems from this that his expectations were to be fighting that morning, not watching Renly’s army splinter following their king’s murder. I really don’t think Stannis had knowledge before the fact - at most, I think Melisandre told him “this is some magic to assure your victory tomorrow.”

After the fact, however, it also seems Stannis knows in his heart that this was more than a dream (”and when I woke my hands were clean”), and really does not want to connect all the dots. As he summarises the matter twice in Davos II, “[Renly] brought his doom upon himself with his treason,” and in the parley with Cortnay Penrose,“the Lord of Light willed my brother die for his treason.” Much easier to think of it as divine retribution.

anonymous asked:

Do you think Lyanna would be happier if Renly or Stannis was the eldest Baratheon? Stannis feels very Northern and would never abuse or cheat on her. Renly plays the chivalrous part well so the betrothal looks good even if the marriage isn't.

You know, there is a theory in fandom that Lyanna didn’t want to get married, period. But my reading of her is that she is a romantic idealist, though with a more down-to-earth perspective than, say, Sansa. I think she’d still push against her father agreeing to a betrothal without asking her first regardless of the identity of her betrothed, but she wouldn’t go to extreme measures like running away with Rhaegar to escape the marriage.

I’m not sure about Renly, simply because an eldest!Renly would be a completely different person that the one in OTL. He’d be groomed as the heir and sent to foster with Jon Arryn as a child, resulting in a completely different person than the charming and good looking but ultimately hollow and selfish character we meet in canon. But I don’t know if the betrothal would happen in the first place. The betrothal happened in OTL after Steffon died meaning it’d be Renly’s choice to propose it or not, and Renly is gay and has two brothers to pass the Stormlands to. He doesn’t have to marry if he doesn’t want to. And even if Jon Arryn or whoever tried to convince him to marry, he probably wouldn’t go with a betrothal at that age. Meaning that Lyanna would already be betrothed or even married by the time he starts considering it, if he ever does.

Now, Stannis, he is the best choice. He wouldn’t be the hardened and embittered man we met in canon, and he and Ned would be two peas in a pod back in the Vale. He’d probably also make the betrothal, perhaps at the behest of Jon Arryn as I don’t know if he’d share Robert’s pressing need to make Ned his brother by marriage, though he’d surely recognize the excellence of the match on both the personal and political fronts. I can just imagine Ned waxing poetic to Lyanna about him. Would she be happy with the betrothal right off the bat? Hmm, depends. She might see Ned’s introverted and awkward nature in him which might endear him to her. Or she might be disappointed by how unimpressive he may appear to be. I mean, she is still a young girl with romantic ideas, even if she’s more realistic and pragmatic than most. I like to think that she’d ultimately see Ned in him, and I know she’d appreciate his sense of honor and justice.

Whether that would translate to a happy marriage though is anybody’s guess. Yes, Stannis wouldn’t abuse or cheat on her, but a non-abusive marriage is not exactly the standard Lyanna should aspire to, neither is it synonyms with a happy marriage. Stannis is still a Westerosi man and still shares his society’s view of proper lady conduct as much as Rickard Stark, and even Ned, do. His dutifulness vs her free spirit might also be a source of trouble. Their mutual stubbornness would make for some epic fights. But I think there would be enough common ground between them to build a connection on. Or so I’d like to think.

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the bold little boy with wild black hair and laughing eyes was a man grown now, one-and-twenty, and still he played his games. “look at me, i’m a king!” oh, renly, renly, dear sweet child, do you know what you are doing? and would you care if you did?