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Brace the wind.

The Lord of Light has made good on his promise, my king.

His fires have melted the snows away.

The way ahead is clear.

We ride for Winterfell.

And you will take it.

The Lord has shown me Bolton banners burning.

You will receive what is yours by right.

Your Grace.

Prepare to form up.

Your Grace.

Tell me.

The men, many deserted before dawn.

How many?

Nearly half.

All the sellswords with all the horses.

Your Grace.

Speak up. Can't be worse than mutiny.

Cut her down.

Your Grace.

The Lady Melisandre was just seen riding out of camp.

Get the men into marching formation.

On to Winterfell.

He raised his hands

and they all stood up at once.

Tens of thousands of them. The biggest army in the world.

So what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna hope they don't learn how to climb the Wall.

But the dragonglass...

No one's ever getting that back now.

It wouldn't have mattered anyway.

Not unless we had a mountain of it.

But you killed a white walker.

With Longclaw.

I saw them shatter steel axes like they were glass.

- But Longclaw... - Is Valyrian steel.

How many Valyrian steel swords are left in the Seven Kingdoms?

Not enough.

The first Lord Commander in history

to sacrifice the lives of sworn brothers

to save the lives of wildlings.

How's it feel to be friends with the most hated man in Castle Black?

You were friends with me when I first came here.

And I wasn't winning any elections back then.

Here's to us, then.

Long may they sneer.

What?

I wanted to ask you something.

To ask something of you.

Send me, Gilly, and the baby to Oldtown

so I can become a maester.

That's what I'm meant to be. Not this.

I need you here, Sam.

If you leave, who's left to give me advice I trust?

Well, there's Edd.

I'd be more use to you as a maester.

More use to everyone now that Maester Aemon is gone.

The Citadel has the world's greatest library.

I'll learn about history,

strategy, healing.

And other things,

things that will help when--

when they come.

If Gilly stays here, then she'll die.

And the baby that she named after me will die.

And I'll end up dying, too, trying to protect them.

Which means that the last thing that I'll see in this world

will be the look in her eyes when I fail them.

And I'd rather see a thousand white walkers than see that.

Thank you.

You know that the Citadel will make you swear off women, too.

Oh, they'll bloody try.

- Sam. - What?

Sam.

You had just been beaten half to death. How did you--

Oh, very carefully.

I'm glad the end of the world's

working out well for someone.

I'll come back.

To your return.

To my return.

Aye, this way.

My lady!

Stannis.

Stannis Baratheon is coming. His whole army.

How do you know it's Stannis?

They're carrying his flaming heart banners.

From the Blackwater. I'll never forget it.

Trench here.

Another one 300 yards from the castle wall.

Hurry them along.

- Right, Curlew. - Yes, sir.

Dig between those two rises.

- Spread out. - I'm with you.

- Archers! - Spread out!

And send out a foraging party immediately.

Siege begins at sunrise.

There's not going to be a siege, Your Grace.

We've got no chance!

No, please, please.

Bolton has women fighting for him?

I don't fight for the Boltons.

I'm Brienne of Tarth.

I was Kingsguard to Renly Baratheon.

I was there when he was murdered by a shadow with your face.

You murdered him with blood magic?

I did.

In the name of Renly of House Baratheon,

First of His Name,

rightful King of the Andals and the First Men,

Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm,

I, Brienne of Tarth, sentence you to die.

Do you have any last words?

Go on, do your duty.

Looks like we're done here.

I surrender! I surrender!

And I accept your surrender.

Let's head back.

My wife must be lonely.

My lady.

I've come to escort you back to your chamber.

Go with her, please.

I know what Ramsay is.

I know what he'll do to me.

If I'm going to die,

let it happen while there's still some of me left.

Die?

Who said anything about dying?

You can't die.

Your father was Warden of the North.

Ramsay needs you.

Though I suppose he doesn't need all of you.

Just the parts he'll use to make his heir,

until you've given him a boy or two and he's finished using them.

Then he's got incredible plans for those parts.

So, shall we wait for him to come back

or should we begin now?

You're leaving it to me?

Good.

Let's begin.

Reek-- stop!

Stop!

Open the gate!

He's coming back.

I can see I have my work cut out for me.

You two, out.

You were the first person on my list, you know.

For killing Syrio Forel. Remember him?

Probably not.

I've gotten a few of the others.

The Many-Faced God stole a few more from me.

But I'm glad he left me you.

Do you know who I am?

I can't hear you.

You know who I am.

I'm Arya Stark.

Do you know who you are?

You're no one.

You're nothing.

A girl has taken a life.

The wrong life.

I was right about her.

You were.

You're not ready.

Not at all.

That man's life was not yours to take.

A girl stole from the Many-Faced God.

Now a debt is owed.

Only death can pay for life.

No! No!

No, you-- don't die! Don't die!

Why are you crying?

He was my friend.

No, he wasn't. Didn't you listen to him?

He was no one.

But if you're--

who's this?

No one at all.

Just as a girl should have been before she took a face from the hall.

The faces are for no one.

You are still someone.

And to someone,

the faces are as good as poison.

I can't see.

What's happening?

What's happening?!

- I wish you a safe journey home. - Thank you.

Forgive me, child.

I wish you all the happiness in the world.

Maybe I'll come visit you sometime.

Maybe I'll come visit you.

Don't wait too long.

Got a noblewoman to marry back home.

You want a good girl,

but you need the bad pussy.

Whenever you're ready, my lord.

Try not to lose it this time.

I'll never take it off again.

I know you didn't want to leave Dorne,

but I'm glad you're coming home.

Your mother's desperate to see you.

I'm glad Trystane is coming with us.

He seems like a nice boy.

You're lucky.

Arranged marriages are rarely so--

so well arranged.

Do you think Mother will like him?

If she sees you're happy, I'm sure she will.

You really believe that?

Have you ever known your mother to like anyone

aside from her children?

She likes you.

I'm not so sure about that.

Listen...

there's something I wan