Didn’t you admit to raping a dude Amy? Guy was so drunk that he kept falling asleep, but you kept going? Made it into a joke and a sob story about yourself?
This hypocrisy doesn’t look good on you.
“Comedian”
Her arrest is the funniest thing she’s ever done.
Her arrest is the highlight top tier comedy of her entire career! She’ll be talking about this for YEARS as material!
In the olden days, if footage was not used in a film, it was either destroyed or erased so they could reuse the reel, because it was cheaper than storing unused film.
“I said I’d had enough two glasses ago,” Jaime reminded him, shaking his head as he brought the refilled goblet back to his lips despite himself. There was little else to do but drink and talk now, though. It felt too early to sleep, “Whatever I might say, I hold you responsible. Not me, you.”
“Yet you keep drinking.” Bronn raised an eyebrow as Jaime meant to hold him responsible for what words came out of Jaime’s mouth and the sell sword shook his head. “Anything you say? Me? Do you want me responsible for whatever you might say? Doesn’t seem smart” He mused as he took another sip and sighed “This is why I liked your brother more.”
“You’ll be back, I’m sure of it,” It was a question of when he would return. The wedding was in less than a month. “You’re sure it’s a good idea to go tearing off to the Red Keep? Your father’s not even sure where Lyanna is, she might not even be there.”
“No, but you know it’s in my nature to be reckless. An we will find Lyanna. No matter the cost. She’ll be brought home I promise.” He told her before he kissed he cheek and took up his sword to sheath it. “I’ll be back before you know i’m gone”
— It had been too long. The war was declared won with Robert on the throne and he, after barely surviving being strangled to death had lost his sister and father in one fell swoop and thanks to Eddard had been saved the same fate. Thus, he returned, babe in his arms and looking exhausted from the long trip and he rubbed his neck wondering if the scarring from the rope and the ache would pass with time.
“Cat-” He called out, looking for his wife to be, hoping she was here still in Winterfell, awaiting his return.
The men on Robb’s council were furious… so was she really but Robb had seen the Targaryen prince back from the dead as an ally who could never be turned to the Lannisters. Catelyn was sure- she wanted to be sure- he didn’t like the idea of allying himself with the son of the man who’d killed his grandfather but he’d little choice in the matter. The North needed southern allies.
“You said you were why my husband brought home his bastard. What did you have to do with Lady Dayne’s affair with Ned?” she asked from the doorway. In the camps Rhaegar’s identity had been well hidden- from the Northern bannermen who weren’t included as part of Robb’s council more than anyone- but when they’d come back to Riverrun he’d been given chambers of his own.
The truth would come out in the morning.
Tonight she’d have answers.
“Well If I hadn’t taken Lyanna as my wife than his father and brother would have no need to venture far from home and Eddard no need to come and fight, nor go to Dorne to rescue Lyanna.” He told Cat briefly shrugging it off like it was the obvious answer. “Just who is Eddards mistress? I’ve heard Ashara Dayne to some wench in a bar. You’re his wife surely he must have confided in you” His thoughts wondered back to his own children and he wondered what would have happened if Lyanna hadn’t died. If their child had survived.
Rhaegar had been glad to hear that Robb Stark had allowed him to stay as he had predicted the young wolf was in deed in need of allies and he would take what he could get and having sent letters out to those he knew he could trust in hopes of gaining more supporters to the cause of the Starks and now it was a matter of a waiting game. “Least you and Eddard have many children together, even if there is one bastard to add to all of that. Wish I could have seen all three of my own, alive and well.” Rhaegar poured them both a goblet of wine and offered her one to take. “Robb seems smitten with that girl, what was her name again? Jane?”
Goldnwulf 