You're not one of mine.
No, My Lord.
Didn't think so. Too pretty.
[Lord Walder smacks her bottom. The Serving Girl winces.]
Where are my damn moron sons? Black Walder and Lothar promised to be here by mid-day.
They're here, My Lord.
Well, what are they doing? Trimming their cunt hairs? Tell them to come here! Now!
They're already here, My Lord.
[Lord Walder looks around the empty hall, confused. The Serving Girl points to the slice of meat pie he's been eating.]
Here, My Lord.
[Lord Walder lifts up the crust of the pie. Among the filling of chopped meat is obviously a human finger. He gags in disgust.]
They weren't easy to carve. Especially Black Walder.
What...What...?
[Lord Walder turns to the Serving Girl...who takes off her face as if it were a mask, revealing her true identity]
My name is Arya Stark. I want you to know that. The last thing you're ever going to see is a Stark, smiling down at you, as you die.
[Lord Walder tries to get out of his chair, but Arya grabs him by the hair, pulls him back, and slits his throat.]
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