[Stannis has Davos' son, Matthos, draft a letter to send across the Seven Kingdoms]
"And I declare upon the honour of my House that my beloved brother Robert le—"
He wasn't my beloved brother. [pause; Matthos looks up] I didn't love him, he didn't love me.
A harmless courtesy, Your Grace.
A lie. [to Matthos] Take it out.
[Matthos scratches off the word "beloved" and continues reading the letter aloud]
"That my brother Robert left no trueborn heirs; the boy Joffrey, the boy Tommen, and the girl Myrcella, being born of incest between Cersei Lannister and her brother Jaime Lannister. By right of birth—"
Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer. Call him what he is.
[Matthos adds in "the Kingslayer" and continues reading. Davos notices Maester Cressen slip something into his cup of wine]
"And her brother Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim—"
Make it Ser Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer. Whatever else he is, the man's still a knight.
"Ser Jaime Lannster, the Kingslayer. By right of birth and blood, I do this day lay claim to the Iron Throne of Westeros. [pause; Stannis nods] Let all true men declare their loyalty."
When Eddard Stark learned the truth, he told only me. I'll not make the same mistake. Send copies of that letter to every corner of the Realm, from the Arbor to the Wall. The time has come to choose. Let no man claim ignorance as an excuse.
Your Grace, the Lannisters are the true enemy. If, for the time being, you could make peace with your brother—
I'll not make peace with Renly while he calls himself King.
Well, many have already declared for him; Mace Tyrell, Randyll Tarly...
Stannis does not need to beg this lord or that lord for support. The Lord of Light stands behind him.
And how many ships has the Lord of Light got in his fleet?
He has no need for ships.
I'm sure he doesn't, but we do if we're going to war. [to Stannis] If not Renly, Your Grace, join forces with Robb Stark.
Who would steal the northern half of my kingdom. I've always served thieves according to their desserts–as you well know, Ser Davos. Joffrey, Renly, Robb Stark; they're all thieves. They'll bend the knee or I'll destroy them.
[stands up] I owe you an apology, my King. My duty is to serve. You have chosen the new God over the Old Gods. May the Lord of Light watch over us all. Shall we drink together.
[whispering] Don't.
[Cressen picks up the poisoned wine cup and walks over to where Melisandre is sitting]
A cup of wine to honour the one true God.
[Melisandre gets up while everyone at the table reaches for their own wine cups. Cressen takes a sip of the poisoned wine and offers it to Melisandre. Davos nervously watches her take the cup. Suddenly, Cressen stumbles and begins bleeding from his nose. Melisandre takes a long sip of the poisoned wine. Davos and several others look on in shock as Cressen falls to the floor dead. Melisandre appears to be fine, completely unphased by the poison.]
The night is dark and full of terrors, old man. But the fires burn them all away.
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