Game of Thrones Season 7
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You, Francis, you're magically joined the universe of Game of Thrones, your ultimate goal would be to understand how and why and escape from it, but you know, in the game of thrones happen ... So many beautiful things.
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“If I am your Queen, then what if I command you to be my consort? Marry me Jon Snow, and we can break the wheel together!!” Daenerys looks at Jon with her beautiful blue eyes pleading for him to join her. Jon is still wrestling with the thousands of dead in King’s Landing. He has seen unspeakable cruelty and carnage today. He has witnesses the soldiers who fight for her executing people who have already surrendered. He has witnessed those same soldiers raping and pillaging. They follow their...
Unlimited power at your fingertips. You have the powers of the ancient one, George R. R. Martin. You can bend the world of Game of Thrones at your will. Anything is possible. Incest being common? Easy. Sex in the streets? No problem. A gangbang on the Iron Throne with Queen Cersei, Robb, Jon, and Theon? Why not? The only limit is your imagination. So, what happens next? Authors are welcome and there is no rules (except chyoa rules)! All I ask is good grammar and a consistent POV (first person,...
Disclaimer: this is a parody, farce and covered by the rules of satire. It is loosely based on the books and show known and loved by fans as Game Of Thrones. However, just like the show and characters I do not own, the plots will differ from the actual plots. There is no financial gain in the writing or posting of this story. All characters are eighteen years-old or older in this ongoing story as new chapters are added in the future. Votes and Comments: Please read and vote and realize as an...
The Hand of the King is dead, killed under suspicious circumstances. The King Robert Baratheon rides north with the royal court to call on his old friend Eddard Stark to aid him in ruling the realm as the new Hand. Across the Narrow Sea, an eighteen year old Daenarys Targaryen readies to be married to a ferocious Khal in exchange for an army to take back her family's birth right - the Iron Throne. The Game of Thrones has begun. Death and Debauchery await.
In Westeros, when you play the game of thrones, you win or die. However, what happens when history changes? What could happen? Could Ned become king? Could Theon take over the Iron Throne? Perhaps Arya becomes a prostitute, or Sansa marries Sandor Clegane? Who knows?
You Wake up on the ground with nothing around you but green hills. You try to remember what happened to you. But all you can remember is that you were watching Game of thrones when all of a sudden you blacked out. You then find a piece of paper on the ground and written inside is a letter... It reads "Hello there you might be wondering were you are and how you got here. Well I will tell you what happened I brought you to my world a world you know as a TV show called a Game of thrones but it is...
Fetish“Most of our troops are still scattered all over the Seven Kingdoms, even more so now that the Dothraki and the Unsullied are on the march across the Stormlands, wresting much of them from our control,” Ser Jaime Lannister laid out the current disaster that was the war map of Westeros while standing next to the Iron Throne. “Many of their troops are unavailable to them as well, both in the North and in the Stormlands, to say nothing of the Riverlands. We can still defeat them, and their...
“Well, just what did you have in mind for this last Sand Snake, Cersei? Why am I pulling away from the fighting, when my men need me most, what we are even doing here? Why abandon our post? Did you know that three of the five men on the Small Council proposed that I remove you from the Iron Throne? Including the now dead High Septon! Well, no need for that now. You’ve removed yourself from it, dear sister! You’ve abandoned the Iron Throne and I doubt, that now I’ve thought on it, either of us...
“Lord Baelish, might we have a word?” a voice at the door asked Littlefinger, who naturally responded to the sound and the knock. “Of course, my Lady of Winterfell. Perhaps you’ve heard the news, then? The ravens have already borne the message that our King, Jon Snow, has taken the Dragon Queen, Daenerys Targaryen, as his bride? Quite an auspicious union, of course. Still, I don’t recall what this has to do with gathering dragonglass, do you?” Petyr already began to spin his web, seeking to...
“You’re quite sure of this? It isn’t a joke or trick?” Daenerys Targaryen asked Missandei, as she reread the raven’s message. “No, my Queen. Your husband is also your nephew, by blood, the sole surviving son of your eldest brother, Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, and his second, secret wife, Lyanna Stark. That would also make him slightly older than Your Grace, would it not? Older than his aunt, who happens to be his wife? Is this a problem, due to it being incest, my Queen?” Missandei asked Dany,...
Once the atonement was over, Queen Daenerys did not feel any more satisfied than she had after her victory in King’s Landing. There still felt like there was more to be accomplished. The women apologized for things they had done in their past. The Queen knelt at Samwell’s felt and asked his forgiveness. Samwell smiled like a giddy child that was being fawned over and immediately offered his forgiveness. Daenerys was shocked; it had been that easy as well. She said a few words of remorse,...
“Arise, my lord. You are back,” Varys heard a voice calling him out of the darkness of death, a very familiar one if haunting to him. “Back? I ... was dead! How do I come back from that?” Varys strained to see before he noticed who it was that he faced. Kinvara, the Red Priestess who had aided Tyrion and he in the saving of Meereen, at least back when it still could be saved. She had brought him back, he who loathed and despised everything that the Lord of Light and his priests represented?...
“How in the Seven Hells are we to get into the damned city, anyway? We must get past this rotten mess and this is the perfect moment for a sentry to catch us, you know. You two really know a passage into this miserable town?” Ser Jorah looked at Tyrion and Davos with a bit of skepticism and hesitation even now. “Three, counting myself, Ser Jorah. Remember, with Ser Jamie’s aid, I was able to smuggle Tyrion here out of King’s Landing and on a ship to Pentos. Trust me, though. We’ll be in...
The young noble woman had always been used to the life of privilege back in her ancestral home of Winterfell and when she moved to Kings Landing a few months ago with her father and sister Arya she thought her life was set. Her family’s wealth ensured that she was always at the height of fashion and she liked the looks she’d started getting from the boys of the city, everyone from the some of the kingdoms most powerful heirs to the squire boys she saw scurrying around the Red Keep stole a...
For Lord Varys, the path was far more treacherous and he was far less sure of the outcome. Still, he had to test the loyalty of the little birds, whether they had truly defected to Qyburn to a man, or rather some of them might retain some allegiance to the former Master of Whispers. To the eunuch, this could well make a difference between a more decisive and imminent victory and a longer, more dangerous conflict that impaired their chances against the Night King later. If this meant his...
“Where’s that sellsword of yours?” Cersei Lannister, self-appointed Queen of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, asked her twin brother and general, Ser Jaime Lannister. “Where’s that pirate king of yours?” Jaime retorted, “why isn’t he reporting on the status of the Iron Fleet and paying court to you, his intended bride?” “Enough of that, Jaime! Euron is not my twin, he did not come out of our mother’s womb into this world together, he did not father my children, he did not fight my wars and...
Daenerys spent the next day watching Melisandre and Euron being disciplined in the private Dungeons of the Red Keep. She wasn’t sure if it was Grand Maester Pycelle or Quyburn that had created a viewing area that permitted her to watch through a one-way glass mirror that the subject could not see through. It was indeed a marvel of technology and most likely came from Braavos or Dorne where they were far more advanced. She sat in a simple chair and sipped wine in a private chamber while a...
“I told you to make a choice not to make a deal,” Queen Daenerys was annoyed with Cersei’s response. She had heard Cersei was cunning and vicious. She wished she had her on her side. She could have used someone with her willingness to do whatever it took to rule if she had been loyal to Daenerys, but lately, she began to wonder who truly was. She no longer trusted Varys and Tyrion fully and would need to consider replacing them on her small council and choosing a Master of Coin who wasn’t...
Like my Potter fanfic, this will be extremely hardcore stuff! Also, I'm still not prefect in English so be indulgent! Good Reading! Part1: Daenerys: The Dragon's Bride Daenerys was looking at the view, perched at the top of the high hill Drogon had land on. They had left the fighting pit of Meereen two days ago and the young woman was famish. The dragon had eaten a entire lamb he had gripped in the field this morning. The charred remains where still smoking and diffusing the flagrance...
“You, man, what brings a knight like you into a tavern like this?” Ser Jorah heard behind him as he drank some ale, missing the wines of Essos. “Well, now, that’s the question, isn’t it? What gave me away as a knight?” Mormont asked the fellow approaching now, a rather young and clean-shaven septon from the looks of him. “As a septon, I’ve witnessed many a knight take his vows. Despite your Northern accent, you’re definitely consecrated as a knight in the light of the Seven. There’s a...
Three Tales from Lewd Whores Tyrion discretely selected the whores that his Queen had ordered without further question and delivered them to her private chambers. She arranged to have no guards that could hear what was discussed and wore only a simple see-through netted nightshirt that revealed her ample breasts to the women that arrived. The first of the three whores called herself “Jenny,” which was a common enough street whore name. She came from Fleabottom, which was the poorest section...
It happened, so fast that Arya and Danearys were taken by surprise. The queen dressed head to toe in furs with only her long golden hair dancing in the sunlight was unceremoniously sent on her way in the great wind of the snowy north. The door to the log cabin was slammed shut and Jon and Arya were alone for the first time Arya Stark passed out within a few minutes, but not quite before she felt her feet being set free. She struggled to kick at the person, but they easily avoided her...
War Council, Last Hearth, Bay of Seals That evening “So, we’ve beaten back the first assault of the newest wave. It won’t be the last, I can assure you of that. The Night King is playing the long game and he’s playing for keeps. He wants to overrun all of Westeros and the known world and cover them in ice and darkness and snow. “Still, the flames have helped, no doubt of that. We’ve held our own in spite of a lack of proper arms such as dragonglass and Valyrian steel. Only by facing the...
Robert Baratheon was bored. The Small Council meeting he was presiding over had dragged on all afternoon. The King groaned as his Master of Coin droned on about the Crown's debt to the Lannisters for the umpteenth time, while the other councilors sit anxiously, acutely aware of the King's displeasure. Indeed, the meeting might have seemed unbearable were it not for the mass of golden curls currently bobbing up and down on his crotch beneath the table. Cersei took no pleasure in her queenly...
Melisandre forged her path through the virgin snowfield of the Winterfell godswood, her breath coming in a billowing cloud that swirled amongst the falling snow as she stopped before the pallid boughs of the weirwood tree. She took some measure of solace in the cold and peace, content to let the snow comfort her svelte body as it encrusted her shoulders and danced around her to a tune that only R’hllor could fathom. However, it wasn't long before the Red Woman shivered when she felt its caution...
“Lord Varys, to what I do owe this pleasure?” Yara Greyjoy asked the Spider as he descended upon the docks, where she had rounded up some three dozen Lannister men. “I have been given orders to arrange the transport of certain cargo presently located in the Dragonpit, namely wildfire, for the voyage to White Harbor, and from there to Eastwatch-by-the Sea, which must begin as quickly as practicable,” Varys answered, “also, I have been named Master of Coin, so I will naturally help fund this...
Dany found herself more heated than ever after supper, as she felt her husband’s cock inside her luscious pussy, knowing that this appendage belonged to her nephew as well. There was simply something quite natural and comforting to her in this knowledge that, as a Targaryen, she came home to the old ways and traditions of her family, even without being aware prior to the marriage. It was little wonder, she thought, that she was in fact drawn to Jon Snow from the moment that he arrived, even...
“The intent of this is well enough, good priestess, but I am rather worried that entirely excluding the Faith of the Seven from power and a hand in the governance of the realm will invite envy, mistrust, and other troubled responses. Might I propose a slight adjustment?” Ser Jorah Mormont suggested. “Of course, what would that be?” Kinvara inquired in response. “I ... I had to atone for my past crimes, and rightly so, and the Faith of the Seven has been guilty of its crimes. I have no great...
For Ser Gregor Clegane, The Mountain That Rides, also known simply as the Mountain, things had definitely gone downhill for him. He was alone for a good while, except for Ashlyh, who didn’t particularly enjoy what he did to her whenever he took her to bed. She grunted and winced in pain even now, taking that monstrous cock up her bum. He oiled her bottom before going in, but that was his only courtesy to her while buggering the young maid. She bit her lower lip in her agony, trying to endure...
Somewhere north of the Crownlands ... the camp of the Stark/Targaryen banners. “A raven, Your Grace,” Ser Jorah presented the newest message to Daenerys Targaryen, Mother of Dragons. “Astapor and Yunkai have both fallen to the forces of the Free Cities of Essos. Slave Cities of Essos would be a better description. Leaders of any resistance have been crucified, along with any sons that they had. The coalition arrayed against the freedmen now includes Norvos, Pentos, Lys, Myr, Volantis,...
Eastwatch-by-the-Sea Two days later... He was back from Castle Black ... Tormund Giantsbane, with whatever fresh provisions he could requisition for the defense of the coastal fort. He also had clear instructions from Dolorous Edd, the Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch. Eastwatch must not be surrendered intact, must not be abandoned while a single brother could fight to hold it. It was far too vital to the defense of the realm, after all. If Eastwatch fell, then the Night King and the...
Sunspear, Dorne The next morning Elia Sand, the young Princess of Dorne, daughter of the late Prince Oberyn Martell and Ellaria Sand, niece and namesake of Elia Martell, nervously tossed back a good deal of Dornish red wine while listening to Kinvara, the Red Priestess sent from King’s Landing to Sunspear. As the eldest remaining Sand Snake, she was the obvious choice to rule Dorne, and so now she did. Elia heard rumors that Kinvara and other Red Priests could resurrect the dead, but if so,...
“See the women to Offa,” Daenerys smiled at the naked whores who left her room. They sashayed behind the armored King’s Guard, who was escorting them to the dungeons. The Queen instructed Ser Davos to have the girls disciplined but to make sure that Sabina’s virginity remained intact and the bronze shield was not removed. Ser Davos knew better than to question the Queen on this matter and asked if there would be anything else? He did wonder what the whores had done to deserve this...
Daenerys returned to her chambers and ordered her ladies in waiting to bathe her. The women recognized the bruises as Offa’s handiwork as soon as they saw the Queen strip down. Jenny poured her a bath and Agnes began to rub the woman’s body down. “You know I still haven’t thanked you for giving me to Offa for a few days,” Agnes smiled at Daenerys. Daenerys was about to say that no gratitude was, and while it was harsh, it had been necessary. She needed to see how women so used to sex...
WoMen in red - english versionWriten by:[email protected] translatedJulian is caught by 4 women in his penchant for women's clothing and forced to become a Dolly.In the second part, Julian's wife gambles Julian's self-determination, both of them get into slave service.In the third part Julian takes on his role as a woman, experiences erotic adventures, but also finds an explanation for his passion.Part 1:I am male, my name is Julian, live in Berlin Germany, I am 44 years old, 178 tall,...
*Warning: I’m N-O-T a professional translator. So I ask you to show some indulgence to inevitable errors which you will find in this text. By hoping, however, that there is not too much! Well, at least, I tried my best! This short lesbian novel is the translation of a text which I wrote in French, there’s some years ago. I sincerely hope you’ll like it. Love you all, folks! Johanne (English version)That makes about fifteen minutes that I walk in the street now. According to the numbers of...
When the bath was ready Dany's handmaidens helped her clean away the grime. It took some time as the roads they traveled where dry and dusty. Dany laid in the bath, enjoying the cleaning ritual performed by Doreah and Irri. She reflected on her life and how her brother liked to use, command and rule over her. But that was in the past now as her life as Khaleesi changed all that. Drogo never spoke to Dany about his feelings for her brother, but she was aware of his the intense dislike he felt...
The figure clasped its hands beneath its cloak and rubbed them vigorously being careful not to let any of the finery they wore under the shabby cowl shine through. The snow crunched under foot as the figure approached the large stone arch that formed Winterfell’s threshold. Two guardsmen were stationed on either side of the gateway. Instead of fine chainmail or long flowing cloaks these men wore simple leather armour, some of them with fur stitched on around the neck and shoulders. The men...
"Hey look it the the king and the future Queen." You said happily as you watch them walk past to the royal palace. You kneel instantly going to the ground. He and she stopped by you, "Who are you? Are you a brave knight or just a common soldier?" Said the king. "My grace I'm Dewey of the Culpeppers a common soldier fighting for you. I want to become a knight and or a lord. So I can fight for you my king and the Lannisters your grace." He chuckle, "Well high hopes for a common man. If you want...
Pferdeschnauben. Gelächter. Hufe, die auf den Boden schlagen. Das metallische Klappern von Rüstung. Vogelgezwitscher. In der Ferne rauscht ein Bach. Eine raue Männerstimme, darauf erneutes Gelächter. Irgendwann hören die Vögel auf zu singen. Die Männerstimmen lachen weiter. Pferdeschnauben. Dann ist es ruhig. Mächtige Fußstapfen, dann das Geräusch eines Gürtels, der geöffnet wird. Das Plätschern von Wasser. Ansonsten Totenstille. Plötzlich durchdringen Kampfschreie die Nacht, gefolgt von dem...
FantasyArya's stitches were crooked again. She frowned down at them with dismay and glanced over to where her sister Sansa sat among the other girls. Sansa’s needlework was exquisite. Everyone said so. “Sansa’s work is as pretty as she is,” Septa Mordane told their lady mother once. “She has such fine, delicate hands.” When Lady Catelyn had asked about Arya, the septa had sniffed. “Arya has the hands of a blacksmith.” Arya glanced furtively across the room, worried that Septa Mordane might have read...
You are standing in the great city of King's Landing on the continent of Westeros. King Robert Baratheon has reigned as ruler of the 7 kingdoms for 5 years now. There is slight unrest at his poor performance as king, but for the most part it is peaceful in the realm. Lots has been happening though, as more and more citizens find themselves being "changed" by some dark magic. Some suspect witches who practice the dark arts are making a re-entrance into society, others think these rumors are all...
(The North) Orys II Was Riding His Horse Alongside the Knights of The Kingsguard, He Was The Squire of His Uncle Jaime Lannister, and Had Been for Five Years. Before That He Had been Fostered Amongst the Tyrells, and Served as A Page in The Court of His Grandfather, Lord Tywin Lannister. Unlike His Siblings, He'd Inherited His Father's Traits, and Some of The Man's Personality as Well. In short, He was a Combination of Baratheon Ferocity and Fortitude, and Lannister Cunning and...
(Moat Callin, The Neck, The North, Westeros) During the Short Peace between King Robert Baratheon's Visit to Winterfel and Ned Starks Ill-Fated Execution, Robert Knighted a Young Man called Jacaerys Sunfayre, for His Years of Service and gave him the Mostly ruined Castle of Moat Callin. It would be some time before Jacaerys would settle there, preferring to go to the Citadel to learn more about Westeros and the World at the Citadel in Old Town as an Apprentice. During his Time there he learned...
(Pentos) In the Home of Magister Illyrio Mopatis Daemon II and Viserys Targaryen's Sat at the Dinner Table discussing Dany's coming Marriage. ''It is a Bad Idea to Wed Dany yo a Dothraki Horse Lord! They aren't as reliable as you think!'' Says Daemon II as he argues with Viserys. ''They will Obey or they will die! It's as simple as that!'' Argues Viserys. ''Your a fool if you believe that! I'll stay for the Wedding before I Head to Dorne to cultivate some allies.'' Says Daemon II as he prepares...
((Note: I will most likely come back and Fix the story of anything that doesn't make sense once it is finished.)) House Blackfyre is infamous for their repeated and unsuccessful attempts to overthrow the Targaryen dynasty in a series of conflicts collectively known as the "Blackfyre Rebellions". There were five Blackfyre Rebellions, with the largest and greatest being the first rebellion led by Daemon Blackfyre. The rebellions took place across a span of over sixty years, ending in the fifth...
“You know, Jamie did help you rescue me, Varys. I just thought that I should point that out,” Tyrion observed to Lord Varys, who smiled calmly in response. “Of course. I did not mean to imply otherwise, though I suppose that my words could have been more carefully phrased. I simply wanted to make it clear that you do not owe the kind of debt to your family that would cause you to spare Cersei from her doom. She blamed you, framed you with your father’s aid, spied on you through Pycelle,...
“All in a good day’s work, I suppose,” Missandei greeted her Queen, Daenerys Targaryen, as she returned from burning the Iron Fleet near King’s Landing, tempted as she was to go further and burn the Red Keep. “Is that any way to greet your Queen now, my dear friend?” Dany teased Missandei, both of them knowing that she didn’t actually object when in private like this. “Did you bag the whole lot, my Queen? Burn them all?” Missandei inquired of Dany, who smiled in response. “All charred and...
For Ser Davos Seaworth, the Street of Steel was certainly a familiar enough place. He had been there more than once in his earlier years as a smuggler and pirate, especially having grown up in Flea Bottom and smuggled whatever he wished into whatever port. Even so, it had changed more than a little, becoming even busier than in the past. After all, there was a war going on, wasn’t there, and Queen Cersei wasn’t about to give up the fight short of a total victory or defeat. Everywhere Davos...
“Milord, milord, please rise,” Lord Edmure Tully heard as he rose from his bed, thinking himself still in his dungeon cell. “Is it breakfast already? If so, might I have fewer maggots this time with the bread?” the groggy nobleman asked as his eyes adapted to more light than expected. “Why would milord want maggots at all? We generally try to keep those out of bread, m’lord,” a gentle voice, very feminine answered him, in the bedchamber where he lay. “What, where am I?” Lord Edmure asked...
“Found this one slipping away. Must have been forgotten somehow, Your Graces,” Ser Bronn informed King Jon Snow and Queen Daenerys Targaryen as they were formally crowned and enthroned. “My lords, I present to you Their Graces, Jon, of Houses Snow, Stark, and Targaryen, First of His Name, King of the Andals, of the Rhoynar, and of the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the Realm, King of Meereen, Astapor, and Yunkai, the White Wolf, the King in the North, the Resurrected,...
“There they are. They waited for those forces on the ground to get closer, weren’t they?” Daario Naharis inquired of Howland Reed and Benjen Stark as the boats carrying the Night King’s flotilla approached them. “That they did, more’s the pity,” Howland Reed concurred, feeling nervous in spite of his attempts to steel his nerves as the wights on the water closed the distance. “It’s a classic pincer move, of course. One flank attacks from the front, the other from the side. They hope to find...
“How many days until we reach White Harbor?” Yara the Bottomless asked Lord Darren Haerd. “I’d guess about four or five at most, Your Grace,” Darren smiled as he stood with his Queen at the helm of the Balon, her flagship. “I’ve had a raven send me this note. Seems that my brother, Theon, is now very firmly attached to the Night’s Watch in Eastwatch. I’ll see him again when I arrive, assuming that he survives. That’s hardly certain, as it appears that four men have already perished in the...
“A raven has arrived, Khaleesi,” Ser Jorah Mormont, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, informed Daenerys Targaryen, Queen of Westeros rather abruptly. “What does it say? Have you read it, Ser Jorah?” Dany turned to her oldest adherent, the most loyal of her supporters. “Yes, my Queen, I have. It is from Cotter Pyke, Commander of Eastwatch-by-the-Sea. It seems that there was a brief naval clash ... with the Dead. The Night King attempted to sail around the Wall. He was stopped for now, but at...
“Is this all that you could find, Decran?” Ser Gregor Clegane, his face looking even less human by the moment. “You’re lucky that I found this lot, Ser Gregor. Even half of the men who I found would probably betray you for enough coin. I would advise you to watch your back, but I suspect that none of these poor fellows, not even all of them, could take you down. They would be dead men within the hour. Incidentally, if any of us die, it would be best not to break the new law, at least for...
“Seven Hells! They’re making another attempt!” one of the Night’s Watch, an Earic Flowers from the Reach, warned Cotter Pyke, rousing him from his slumber early in the predawn chill of the great maritime castle of Eastwatch-by-the-Sea. “That soon? Either the Night King is more resourceful than I knew, or else he’s just more attempt to get around or capture Eastwatch now. Get a party of men together as quickly as you can, under Ragnar Slait, Sandor Clegane, Theon Greyjoy, and Lord Beric...
“My lord, there is a man ... and woman here with very ... interesting information regarding the Mountain, Ser Gregor Clegane. Seems that, well, they can explain better,” one of his key officers, a fellow Unsullied known as Cat Piss, informed Grey Worm, now Master of War and Lord of the Dreadfort. “Who is it, Cat Piss? Bring them in ... but under close guard,” Grey Worm insisted, still getting used to the news that he had an actual castle of his own somewhere in the North, a gift from Jon...
“M’lord, please have ... mercy,” the unfortunate soul being buggered by Ser Gregor Clegane, the Mountain, begged him to go easier. This only prompted him to get rougher still ... buggering Decran Hill as punishment for him losing Ashlyh Waters. The Mountain didn’t care for the bastard too much that way, certainly didn’t fancy him. Nevertheless, he wanted to teach him a lesson and make an example of him ... that even a high officer can be punished if he failed a Clegane. The actual effect was...