FansOfAll
NotAPodcast
NotAPodcast

patreon


Episode 159: A STORM OF SWORDS, DAVOS II: "Pirates and Prophet" SHOW NOTES!

Hello and welcome to the Not A Cast … podcast: the one true chapter-by-chapter podcast going through A Song of Ice and Fire one chapter a week. I’m one of your hosts Jeff better known as BryndenBFish.

And I’m your other host Emmett, better known as PoorQuentyn.

Welcome to the one hundred and fifty-ninth episode of the Not A Cast, titled: “Pirates and Prophets: An Analysis of ASOS, Davos II,” in which Davos tries to pull off an assassination while sick with pneumonia. Take a sick day, Davos!

This episode is brought to you by our NotASmallCouncil:

Spoiler warning: All published books, 5 novels, 3 Dunk and Egg novellas, histories, interviews, TWOW sample chapters, as well as Game of Thrones the TV show. Anything and everything!

Question

Ser Snark Knight, a Sworn Sword patron, asks:

Wanted to throw Jeff a bone this time, are there any battles in ASOI&F canon that are clearly inspired by historical battles plebs like us might not realize?  The Three Thousand of Qohor calls up images of the legend of the 300 Spartans, Steven Attewell called out similarities between the Battle of Castle Black and the Battle of Rorke's Drift.  Is there anything else George looted from history? (Bonus points if its Amurican)

So, thank you Ser Snark Knight for the question! If you’d like to ask us questions we’ll answer here on the NotACast pod-cast, you are welcome to become a Sworn Sword or higher-level patron over at patreon.com/NotACastASOIAF where you can also get show notes, bonus episodes, a shirt designed by our friend Sanrixian, access to the NotASlack, weekly minisodes and more!

Absolutely. But enough about patreon. When we last checked in with Davos Seaworth, he spoke to the gods, and the gods sent a ship to rescue him from his rock on Blackwater Bay. Let’s find out how Davos Seaworth, the godly warrior tries to kill another godly warrior in this synopsis of ASOS, Davos II!

Synopsis

When he came up on deck, the long point of Driftmark was dwindling behind them while Dragonstone rose from the sea ahead. A pale grey wisp of smoke blew from the top of the mountain to mark where the island lay. Dragonmont is restless this morning, Davos thought, or else Melisandre is burning someone else.

Back to the normal, cheery chapter openers for ASOS, I see.

Davos has been thinking a lot about Melisandre as they’d traversed from Blackwater Bay back to Dragonstone. He knew she’d be waiting for him, all beautiful and red and full of her god’s power. Davos thought she was loyal to Stannis, but now?

She has broken him, as a man breaks a horse. She would ride him to power if she could, and for that she gave my sons to the fire. I will cut the living heart from her breast and see how it burns. He touched the hilt of the fine long Lysene dirk that the captain had given him.

Melisandre had sexual intercourse with Stannis, cowgirl-style confirmed. Please focus all of your mental energy on that thought. Thank you.

Back to the present and away from uncomfortable thoughts that should not be thought: the captain of the ship that rescued Davos was, Micah Minor Character moment here, Khorane Sathmantes, and he’d been kind to Davos, giving him captain’s chambers and feeding him rich food that Davos, of course, threw up.

But now Dragonstone was ahead, and he could see the shape of the mountain. And how is Davos doing after spending some time on vacation? He was weak, bringing up bloody snot with each cough. He thinks it’s nothing, because certainly the gods wouldn’t let him live to kill him with a bad cold, right?

Davos listens to the sounds of the ship, thinking about being a young man and how these sounds would be the sounds of the sea watch coming to hunt down smugglers during the days of King Aerys II Targaryen. That was a long time ago, though -- when Davos had full-length fingers.

That was before the war or the red comet, before I was a Seaworth or a knight. I was a different man in those days, before Lord Stannis raised me high.

Davos learned the rest of the Battle of the Blackwater story from Captain Khorane: how the Lannisters attacked from Stannis’ flank, how Stannis’ bannermen abandoned him, how Renly’s ghost showed up to kill. Maybe Davos’ sons would show up as ghosts too? Anyways, Davos asks if anyone stayed loyal to Stannis. The Florents did! Yay? They got rescued, and Lord Alester Florent is Hand! Yay?

The mountain grew taller, crowned all in pale smoke. The sail sang, the drum beat, the oars pulled smoothly, and before very long the mouth of the harbor opened before them. So empty, Davos thought, remembering how it had been before, with the ships crowding every quay and rocking at anchor off the breakwater. He could see Salladhor Saan's flagship Valyrian moored at the quay where Fury and her sisters had once tied up. The ships on either side of her had striped Lysene hulls as well. In vain he looked for any sign of Lady Marya or Wraith.

Once they enter the harbor, the captain states that Davos must first go see Salladhor Saan before Stannis. Besides, no one sees the king these days. Davos agrees, not that he really has the option to disagree, and they head over to Salladhor Saan’s ship The Valyrian. But Salla isn’t there. Instead, Davos finds him aboard another ship The Bountiful Harvest counting out the number of jars of pepper, and then he sees Davos.

"Is it pepper stinging my eyes, or tears? Is this the knight of the onions who stands before me? No, how can it be, my dear friend Davos died on the burning river, all agree. Why has he come to haunt me?"
"I am no ghost, Salla."
"What else? My onion knight was never so thin or so pale as you." Salladhor Saan threaded his way between the jars of spice and bolts of cloth that filled the hold of the merchanter, wrapped Davos in a fierce embrace, then kissed him once on each cheek and a third time on his forehead. "You are still warm, ser, and I feel your heart thumpety-thumping. Can it be true? The sea that swallowed you has spit you up again."

Davos thinks back to Patchface and how he had come out of the sea mad. Is Davos now mad as well? He coughs and relays to Salla how he swam under the chain and ended up on a spear of the merling king before he was rescued by Captain Khorane. Salladhor wraps an arm around Khorane’s shoulder, telling him he’s gonna get a reward out of rescuing Davos. Anyways, Salla tells Davos that he has to finish up some work, but Davos should head over to his cabin. His eunuch servants will get him some hot, mulled wine and some cheese and olives, and Salla will meet him there.

So, Davos heads to the cabin, sits in an enormous chair and proceeds to enjoy the wine, cheese and olives. Salla appears a few minutes later, apologizing for the taste of the wine. But Davos is thankful for how the wine is warming his chest. Anyways, is Davos enjoying the big-ass chair he’s sitting on? Uh, sure. Whose chair is it? Illyrio Mopatis’ chair, of course. And how did Salla get Illyrio’s chair? Did he pirate it from Salla?

"Vile calumny. Who has suffered more from pirates than Salladhor Saan? I ask only what is due me. Much gold is owed, oh yes, but I am not without reason, so in place of coin I have taken a handsome parchment, very crisp. It bears the name and seal of Lord Alester Florent, the Hand of the King. I am made Lord of Blackwater Bay, and no vessel may be crossing my lordly waters without my lordly leave, no. And when these outlaws are trying to steal past me in the night to avoid my lawful duties and customs, why, they are no better than smugglers, so I am well within my rights to seize them." The old pirate laughed. "I cut off no man's fingers, though. What good are bits of fingers? The ships I am taking, the cargoes, a few ransoms, nothing unreasonable." He gave Davos a sharp look. "You are unwell, my friend. That cough . . . and so thin, I am seeing your bones through your skin. And yet I am not seeing your little bag of fingerbones . . . "

Davos reaches up for finger bones that aren’t there, noting that he lost them in the river. Will he ever bring those lost finger bones up again? Who knows, who’s to say. Salla observed the carnage of the Blackwater Rush from the bay. Davos asks if any other ships made it. Sure, Lord Steffon, Ragged Jenna, Swift Sword, Laughing Lord and a few others.

"Lady Marya?" Davos asked. "Wraith?"
Salladhor Saan put a hand on Davos's forearm and gave a squeeze. "No. Of them, no. I am sorry, my friend. They were good men, your Dale and Allard. But this comfort I can give you-your young Devan was among those we took off at the end. The brave boy never once left the king's side, or so they say."
For a moment he felt almost dizzy, his relief was so palpable. He had been afraid to ask about Devan. "The Mother is merciful. I must go to him, Salla. I must see him."

Uh, sure, Salla says. Maybe go see your wife first? Obligatory GGC “Davos, go home to your wife” reference. Salla will even give Davos a ship! Oh no need. Stannis will provide the ship. Well, um, no, because Stannis doesn’t have ships. Anyways, Davos will come work for Salla yes? Smuggling and doing the old jobs again? No. His duty is to Stannis. And he must keep fighting. Besides, Stannis is the rightful heir.

"All the laws are not helping when all the ships burn up, I am thinking. And your king, well, you will be finding him changed, I am fearing. Since the battle, he sees no one, but broods in his Stone Drum. Queen Selyse keeps court for him with her uncle the Lord Alester, who is naming himself the Hand. The king's seal she has given to this uncle, to fix to the letters he writes, even to my pretty parchment. But it is a little kingdom they are ruling, poor and rocky, yes. There is no gold, not even a little bit to pay faithful Salladhor Saan what is owed him, and only those knights that we took off at the end, and no ships but my little brave few."

Davos coughs and asks if Salla is serious. No one? Wellllll … Stannis sees one person: her. But Salla wants to move quickly past that point. Davos needs a blanket and a bed and a hot compress for his chest and more wine. But no. That’s not Davos’ path. Anyways, her? You mean Melisandre?

The Lyseni gave him a long doubtful look, and continued reluctantly. "The guards keep all others away, even his queen and his little daughter. Servants bring meals that no one eats." He leaned forward and lowered his voice. "Queer talking I have heard, of hungry fires within the mountain, and how Stannis and the red woman go down together to watch the flames. There are shafts, they say, and secret stairs down into the mountain's heart, into hot places where only she may walk unburned. It is enough and more to give an old man such terrors that sometimes he can scarcely find the strength to eat."
Melisandre. Davos shivered. "The red woman did this to him," he said. "She sent the fire to consume us, to punish Stannis for setting her aside, to teach him that he could not hope to win without her sorceries."
The Lyseni chose a plump olive from the bowl between them. "You are not the first to be saying this, my friend. But if I am you, I am not saying it so loudly. Dragonstone crawls with these queen's men, oh yes, and they have sharp ears and sharper knives." He popped the olive into his mouth.

Not to fear, Davos has a knife. He’ll cut Melisandre’s heart out. Uh, maybe keep your voice down, Davos? Even if you’re joking. Davos isn’t joking. He’s going to fucking killer her, provided she can be murdered by weapons. She had survived poison that one time after all. But old iron might kill a demon or so the old stories said.

Salladhor Saan says that Davos is talking dangerously, maybe he’s delirious? In other words, buddy, it’s time for you to take a nap. But Davos knows that Salla is trying to delay him long enough to weaken his will.

Davos got to his feet. He did feel feverish and a little dizzy, but it did not matter. "You are a treacherous old rogue, Salladhor Saan, but a good friend all the same."
The Lyseni stroked his pointed silver beard. "So with this great friend you will be staying, yes?"
"No, I will be going." He coughed.

Where is Davos going to go? He’s weak. He’s going to the castle where Melisandre is at where he can’t believe he has to say this again, but he’s going to kill Melisandre. Great. But Davos is a smuggler, not a killer. Beyond that, while Davos was away, Selyse was burning traitors like Lord Sunglass and Hubard Rambton’s sons. And that’s what Davos is going to get if he tries to kill Melisandre.

“She will sing and you will scream, and then you will die. And you have only just come back to life!"
"And this is why," said Davos. "To do this thing. To make an end of Melisandre of Asshai and all her works. Why else would the sea have spit me out? You know Blackwater Bay as well as I do, Salla. No sensible captain would ever take his ship through the spears of the merling king and risk ripping out his bottom. Shayala's Dance should never have come near me."

Was that maybe the wind? The Mother sent the wind? But your mom is dead, Davos? No, no, not his mom, the Mother. The Mother spoke to Davos. And she was sad about being burned. She was also sad about the shadows that Melisandre birthed. She was sad about Cressen, Renly and Cortnay Penrose getting got. Someone has to kill Melisandre for making mom sad. Sure, someone, Salla says. They’ll go to Braavos to hire a Faceless Man. Nope. Davos has to be the one to do it, and Salladhor needs to let him go.

Salladhor Saan pushed himself to his feet. "You are no true friend, I am thinking. When you are dead, who will be bringing your ashes and bones back to your lady wife and telling her that she has lost a husband and four sons? Only sad old Salladhor Saan. But so be it, brave ser knight, go rushing to your grave. I will gather your bones in a sack and give them to the sons you leave behind, to wear in little bags around their necks." He waved an angry hand, with rings on every finger. "Go, go, go, go, go."
Davos did not want to leave like this. "Salla-"
"GO. Or stay, better, but if you are going, go."
He went.

Doesn’t often get remarked on as one of the sad scenes of ASOIAF, but that’s some sad shit right there.

Davos walks out of the ship, passing by an empty town with half the houses showing signs of mourning in the windows. Thousands went to war, hundreds returned. It takes a while for sickman Davos to reach the castle gates, but he eventually arrives and finds that the way is shut. He pounds on the door receiving no answer. He kicks on the door, and finally, a crossbowman appears above him asking who goes there. It’s Davos who goes there. He’s here to see King Stannis. When the man tells him to get lost, Davos tells him to go talk to the king’s squire, his son Devan. This gets the man’s attention, and he asks who Davos is claiming to be. Again, it’s Davos. No way. Davos died. No. Davos is alive.

Davos then asks if Jate is still captain of the gate. Nope. Guy Crossbowman never heard of him. He’s probably dead. How about Hookface Will or Hal the Hog? Oh yeah, guy knows them. They’re dead. But given that Guy knows these dudes, he’s going to check on this thing. As guy heads off, Davos thinks about all the dead men who once manned the castle:

Gone, all gone, he thought dully, remembering how fat Hal's white belly always showed beneath his grease-stained doublet, the long scar the fish hook had left across Will's face, the way Jate always doffed his cap at the women, be they five or fifty, highborn or low. Drowned or burned, with my sons and a thousand others, gone to make a king in hell.

But then Guy Crossbowman is back. He tells Davos to head around to the other side, and they’ll admit him. So, Davos walks around, and he finds the guards are now all Florents which is a less than heartening sign. But they don’t take him up to the Stone Drum to see Stannis. Instead, he waits at Aegon’s Garden under the arch of the Dragon’s Tail. He asks if Stannis knows he’s back, but the Florent dudes don’t know. Regardless, Davos is unsure why they brought him to Aegon’s garden with its pleasant, piney smell and tall dark trees, wild roses, thorny hedges and spot where the cranberries grew.

Then he heard a faint ringing of bells, and a child's giggle, and suddenly the fool Patchface popped from the bushes, shambling along as fast as he could go with the Princess Shireen hot on his heels. "You come back now," she was shouting after him. "Patches, you come back."
When the fool saw Davos, he jerked to a sudden halt, the bells on his antlered tin helmet going ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling. Hopping from one foot to the other, he sang, "Fool's blood, king's blood, blood on the maiden's thigh, but chains for the guests and chains for the bridegroom, aye aye aye." Shireen almost caught him then, but at the last instant he hopped over a patch of bracken and vanished among the trees. The princess was right behind him. The sight of them made Davos smile.

Interesting statements, Patchface. What do they mean? But before Davos can think on it more, he gets piledriven into the ground by a man. No, wait, a boy. Jet-black hair down to his collar, he demands to know why Davos was in his way. He shouldn’t be in Davos’ way. Davos agrees, coughing, and the boy asks if Davos needs a maester. No, Davos is totally fine. Anyways, the boy was playing monsters and maidens with his cousin. He was the monster. What’s Davos’ name? It’s Davos. Ser Davos Seaworth. Interesting. Davos doesn’t look like a knight according to the boy.

"I am the knight of the onions, my lord."
The blue eyes blinked. "The one with the black ship?"
"You know that tale?"
"You brought my uncle Stannis fish to eat before I was born, when Lord Tyrell had him under siege." The boy drew himself up tall. "I am Edric Storm," he announced. "King Robert's son."
"Of course you are." Davos had known that almost at once. The lad had the prominent ears of a Florent, but the hair, the eyes, the jaw, the cheekbones, those were all Baratheon.

Edric wants to know if Davos knew his dad. He sure did, but he never spoke to him. The boy tells Davos that his dad taught him how to fight and how he came to see him every year where they trained, and his dad sent him a warhammer at Storm’s End, but he had to leave it behind when he came to Dragonstone. Anyways, did Uncle Stannis cut off Davos’ fingers? Not exactly. Just the last joint. Really? How about Davos show him?

Davos peeled his glove off. The boy studied his hand carefully. "He did not shorten your thumb?"
"No." Davos coughed. "No, he left me that."
"He should not have chopped any of your fingers," the lad decided. "That was ill done."
"I was a smuggler."
"Yes, but you smuggled him fish and onions."
"Lord Stannis knighted me for the onions, and took my fingers for the smuggling."

Davos puts his glove back on, and Edric says that Robert wouldn’t have chopped his fingers off. Davos agrees nervously, thinking Edric is a lot like Robert and a lot like Renly.

Before Edric can interrogate Davos more, Davos hears footsteps. He turns to see the hero Ser Axell Florent coming down with a dozen guardsmen wearing the fiery heart of the Lord of Light. Davos starts to cough as Ser Axell approaches him. Davos remembers that Axell used to suck up to Davos as Davos was in Stannis’ favor. But he ain’t sucking up now. He asks how Davos is still alive instead of drowned.

"Onions float, ser. Have you come to take me to the king?"
"I have come to take you to the dungeon." Ser Axell waved his men forward. "Seize him, and take his dirk. He means to use it on our lady."

Ser Axell Florent: NotAHero, and that is the synopsis of ASOS, Davos II! Boy, I forgot how early we get to the action in Davos’ story in ASOS. Another barn-burner of a chapter! What did you think, ser?

Depth

We’re back with the best POV in ASOS! Like I said when we did Davos I, I love the structure of his story in this book. George builds beautifully from that sparse beginning with Davos on his rock. Now the solitary man is reintroduced to society. Davos thinks he’s been reborn in the light of the Seven to carry out their will. He’s a knight on a quest to kill the wicked witch...but he totally fails. This chapter is a series of false starts and setbacks for the new Davos. Even as he comes into his own as a POV, with his own motivations separate from those of Stannis, Davos is still searching for a foundation on which to rebuild his life. This chapter reveals how difficult and painful that process is. Throughout the book, Davos will continue to struggle to do the right thing.

There’s still too many fans who think that Davos is this unambiguously heroic figure whose only fault is his loyalty to Stannis or him cheating on his wife. What ASOS - and especially this chapter - does is demonstrate that Davos has more gray complexity to his character than meets the eye. Now, maybe we’re all in on Davos’ quest to try to murder Melisandre, but as re-readers, do we think this is fair for Davos to kill someone for a crime she probably didn’t commit -- namely in sending the fires that ended Stannis’ hopes on the Blackwater? I think not! I think Davos is being a little wild and out of control here. I mean, Salladhor Saan is the voice of reason in this chapter! A pirate! But what I love most about this chapter is how it’s a return to form for Davos. Davos is coming home … or he’s returning to Dragonstone. Is Dragonstone his home now?

Foreshadowing/Groundwork

Patchface sees the Red Wedding coming: “fool’s blood, king’s blood, blood on the maiden’s thigh, but chains for the guests and chains for the bridegroom, aye aye aye.”

This isn’t the last time everyone assumes Davos is dead--same thing happens in AFFC/ADWD, when Wyman Manderly claims to have executed the onion knight while secretly cutting a deal with him to retrieve Rickon Stark from Skagos.

Salla’s complaints about not getting paid will pay off (so to speak) in ADWD, when he abandons Davos in the Sisters.

Davos references how old iron can kill “demons”, perhaps referencing how obsidian or Valyrian Steel can kill the Others.

Stannis will later tell Davos that Robert never picked out Edric’s gifts--it was Varys.

Theory/Discussion

Davos wonders why he was sent to Aegon’s Garden; Stannis will later claim that Melisandre wanted Davos to meet Edric there. Any thoughts on why?

Conclusion

Comments

I believe I have missed the obvious. But this reading has helped me see something. There is a showdown being foreshadowed here... between Melisandre and Moqorro. Waking Dragons from stone. It's imperative that Moqorro blow Dragon Binder at approximately the same time Melisandre burns Shireen Baratheon. Remember, the reader doesn't know WHO Jon Snow is. If a dead dragon in Meeren awakens and starts flying east, the audience will be left to wonder to which destination is it heading. It has to play like this, because GRRM needs to keep the Jon Snow rising from the dead element cloudy for a bit longer. Which is also why Jon won't get another POV after his resurrection. This fits much better than Stannis riding all the way back to the Nightfort and overseeing the burning of his daughter to get a dragon to ride all the way back to Winterfell. Thats to cheesy and emo. That's not Stannis. He has given Melisandre his implied blessing to burn children by oking Edrick Storm. GRRM loves that shit. Turning a person's character against themselves. It will destroy Stannis from the inside out! Pretty sure he will pass a death sentence on himself.... I'm going to write an essay on this. The more I think about it, the more this makes sense. Lady Barb is in the story for a reason.

Susan Dunckel


More Creators