As the heir to Highgarden, Alester Tyrell embodies the virtues of nobility and justice. Fiercely loyal to his family, he stands as a beacon of honor in a realm fraught with treachery. But the path to preserving the Tyrell legacy is paved with perilo...
Qyburn is closely analyzing Gregor's body. He's in Pycelle's lab with Cersei.
PYCELLE: "I would suggest milk of the poppy to ease his pain, but he is completely insensate."
CERSEI: "Bloody Martell's."
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PYCELLE: "The cause appears to be manticore venom."
QYBURN: "It is, yes, manticore."
PYCELLE: "I've read a good deal about it. It's a horrible poison, usually Mantari in origin. Oh! Yes, yes. There's nothing to be done."
QYBURN: "Yes there is."
PYCELLE: "May I ask what you think you're doing?"
QYBURN: "Saving him."
PYCELLE: "Your grace. I wish it were otherwise, but Ser Gregor is beyond saving. Well, well beyond. This man is not even a Maester, let alone Grand Maester."
QYBURN: "That's for the best. No Maester knows how to save him."
PYCELLE: "That is exactly the sort of arrogance that had him expelled from the citadel, your grace. His curiosity was deemed dangerous and unnatural. Rightly so in my opinion."
CERSEI: "You're dismissed, Grand Maester."
PYCELLE: "Your grace. This is my laboratory!"
CERSEI: "Not anymore."
Pycelle leaves the laboratory angrily as Qyburn tries to save Gregor's body.
CERSEI: "You can save him?"
QYBURN: "Difficult to say, your grace, but if my past work is any guide. We stand a chance."
CERSEI: "Do everything you can. Come to me with anything you need."
QYBURN: "Thank you, your grace. You should know, the process may change him, somewhat."
CERSEI: "Will it weaken him?"
QYBURN: "Oh no."
CERSEI: "Very well then."
Cersei leaves as Qyburn drains Gregor's blood. Cersei is than seen arguing with Tywin.
TYWIN: "Not another word. We've been over this, the matter's closed."
CERSEI: "I'm opening it again."
TYWIN: "You are betrothed to Loras Tyrell. Still betrothed to Loras Tyrell and you will marry Loras Tyrell as soon as Tommen marries Margaery."
CERSEI: "I will not."
TYWIN: "Jaime cannot marry or inherit lands. Tyrion's sentence will be carried out tomorrow. You have, on several occasions, made great claims about your commitment to this family's future. Your role in that future is more vital now than it ever was."
CERSEI: "I don't care. I will stay in King's Landing where I belong with my son, the king."
TYWIN: "When you were nine years old, I was called to the capital. I decided to take your brother with me and not you. You insisted that you would not be left at Casterly Rock under any circumstances and if you recall-"
CERSEI: "I'm not interested in hearing another one of your smug stories about the time you won. This isn't going to be one of those times."
TYWIN: "Do you think you'll be the first person dragged into a sept to be married against her will?"
CERSEI: "When you marched into the throne room to tell me we'd won the battle at Blackwater, do you remember?! I was sitting on the Iron Throne with Tommen. I was about to give him essence of nightshade, that's how far I was willing to go when I thought someone awful had come to take my son away. Someone awful is coming to take him away."
