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Episode 97: A CLASH OF KINGS, TYRION VI: "A Lion Still Has Claws" SHOW NOTES!

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Welcome to the ninety-seventh episode of the Not A Cast, titled: “A Lion Still Has Claws: An Analysis of ACOK, Tyrion VI,” in which Tyrion brings Cersei good news: Renly and Stannis are fighting each other! Oh, and Tyrion also poisons her, strips her of her protectors, and throws Pycelle in jail without her permission...but for Tyrion and Cersei, this counts as getting along.

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I was thinking about ACOK, Tyrion VI recently and wondered, what would have happened is Tyrion had given Cersei something more lethal than ex lax? How would that have changed things in King’s Landing at the time (much less after Blackwater), and how long could he have gotten away with it?

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Absolutely! Been looking forward to doing that one for a while now! But enough about patreon. When we last left Tyrion, he had toured the Guildhall of the Alchemists, dismissed the horrors of war with Cleos Frey and had a lovely chat with his sister Cersei. Let’s find out what becomes of our acting Hand of the King in this synopsis of ACOK, Tyrion VI!

Synopsis

Tyrion hears the high harp and pipes playing and a man singing behind the door to Cersei’s chamber, and he knows the song.

I loved a maid as fair as summer with sunlight in her hair.

Ser Meryn Trant was on door-duty tonight at Cersei’s chambers, and he seems a bit annoyed at Tyrion’s presence. But, he opens the door and lets Tyrion through.

Inside, Tyrion finds Cersei in chill-mode, barefoot with her “golden hair artfully tousled.” He compliments Cersei on her beauty and notices that the singer is Lancel. He tells the boy that he had a good voice. But Lancel screws up his face, thinking that Tyrion is mocking him.

It seemed to Tyrion that the lad had grown three inches since being knighted. Lancel had thick sandy hair, green Lannister eyes, and a line of soft blond fuzz on his upper lip. At sixteen, he was cursed with all the certainty of youth, unleavened by any trace of humor or self-doubt, and wed to the arrogance that came so naturally to those born blond and strong and handsome. His recent elevation had only made him worse.

Lancel demands to know whether Tyrion has been summoned, bu no, Tyrion hasn’t. He’s here on his own accord to talk important matters of state with Cersei. 

When Cersei asks whether it’s about her completely justified imprisoning of the begging brothers who were spreading “filthy treasons” on the streets, Tyrion says nah, he’s not here about that. Oh, sure, he was annoyed when Cersei had Captain Vylarr order the arrests of the prophets, but he’s not about to expend energy on arguing about that. Instead, he needs to bring news to Cersei -- something she needs to hear: alone.

“Very well.” The harpist and the piper bowed and hurried out, while Cersei kissed her cousin chastely on the cheek. “Leave us, Lancel. My brother’s harmless when he’s alone. If he’d brought his pets, we’d smell them.” 

We’ll see how harmless Tyrion can be when he’s alone. 

Cersei notices that Tyrion seems pleased with himself, and yeah he is. He hops onto Cersei’s bed and thinks that his chain is growing longer as the sound of hammers rings through the Street of Steel. Tyrion notices that the bed is the same one that Robert died in, and he asks why Cersei kept it. Because it gives Cersei sweet dreams. But enough about that. What’s the good news, Tyrion?

Tyrion smiled. “Lord Stannis has sailed from Dragonstone.”
Cersei bolted to her feet. “And yet you sit there grinning like a harvest-day pumpkin? Has Bywater called out the City Watch? We must send a bird to Harrenhal at once.” He was laughing by then. She seized him by the shoulders and shook him. “Stop it. Are you mad, or drunk? Stop it!”
It was all he could do to get out the words. “I can’t,” he gasped. “It’s too... gods, too funny... Stannis
“-What?“
“He hasn’t sailed against us,” Tyrion managed. “He’s laid siege to Storm’s End. Renly is riding to meet him.” 

Cersei grips Tyrion’s arms hard in utter disbelief at Stannis and Renly fighting. But then she laughs and thinks that maybe Robert was the smart one. Tyrion joins in the laughter, and the two loving? Siblings? (Are those the right words?) laugh together. 

Cersei wonders if maybe Renly and Stannis will make peace rather than fight, but Tyrion doesn’t think so. 

“They are too different and yet too much alike, and neither could ever stomach the other.”

Cersei recalls Stannis’s grievance about Renly being granted Storm’s End, and refers to that grievance as “the same dull song in that gloomy aggrieved tone he has”. It’s something, I tell you, but I’m just not sure Cersei is being quite objective. We’ll get to that. 

Tyrion proposes a toast, and Cersei agrees. Tyrion fills two glasses and tosses in a powdery pinch of something into Cersei’s glass. He gives Cersei a glass, and he toasts Stannis while Cersei toasts Renly. Tyrion sees Cersei’s smile and wonders at it:

When she smiled, you saw how beautiful she was, truly. I loved a maid as fair as summer, with sunlight in her hair. He almost felt sorry for poisoning her. 

The next morning, the queen’s messenger arrives informing Tyrion that Cersei had called out sick from work. Tyrion pretends like he gives a shit that Cersei is very much giving a shit. But he’ll be able to take on the responsibility of treating with Cleos Frey by his lonesome.

The Iron Throne of Aegon the Conqueror was a tangle of nasty barbs and jagged metal teeth waiting for any fool who tried to sit too comfortably, and the steps made his stunted legs cramp as he climbed up to it, all too aware of what an absurd spectacle he must be. Yet there was one thing to be said for it. It was high. 

Lannister red cloaks and King’s Landing gold cloaks face each other from opposite ends of the hall while Kingsguard, courtiers, supplicants and even Sansa Stark crowd into the throne room and balcony. Tyrion, to emphasize his earlier thought, really likes the view from way up here on the Iron Throne. He orders Cleos Frey to come forward.

Cleos walks up to the Iron Throne -- with Tyrion noticing that he’s losing his hair. Wonder why that is. Couldn’t possibly be because of all the immense danger he’s gone through and will be going soon enough, now could it? Littlefinger thanks Cleos for bringing Robb Stark’s peace offer, but Grand Maester Pycelle says that the terms won’t do. Tyrion has the new terms:

“Robb Stark must lay down his sword, swear fealty, and return to Winterfell. He must free my brother unharmed, and place his host under Jaime’s command, to march against the rebels Renly and Stannis Baratheon. Each of Stark’s bannermen must send us a son as hostage. A daughter will suffice where there is no son. They shall be treated gently and given high places here at court, so long as their fathers commit no new treasons.” 

Cleos protests that Robb will reject these terms, and Tyrion thinks - but doesn’t say - that he expects as much. All the same, the Lannisters have raised a new army in the west, Renly and Stannis are fighting each other and the Dornish will join with the Iron Throne soon via a betrothal between Myrcella Baratheon and Trystane Martell. Everyone cheers, and Tyrion continues on saying that he’ll release Harrion Karstark and Wylis Manderly in exchange for Willem Lannister and Lord Cerwyn and Ser Donnel Locke for Tion Frey. 

Tell Stark that two Lannisters are worth four northmen in any season.” He waited for the laughter to die. “His father’s bones he shall have, as a gesture of Joffrey’s good faith.” 

Good faith is rich coming from you, Tyrion, given what you’re about to do and have been doing so far.

Cleos says that Robb wanted Arya and Sansa as well as his father’s greatsword. Tyrion feels pity over Sansa Stark, but he’ll only free the “girls” (provided Jacelyn Bywater can find Arya) after Jaime has been freed. And Ice will be returned to Robb Stark after Robb agrees to a peace. P.S. how well Arya and Sansa will be treated depends entirely on Jaime remaining unharmed. Yeah, sure it does.

Cleos says he’ll bring the message to Robb, and Tyrion will send an additional escort with his cousin: Vylarr and all his sister’s Red Cloaks. You see, it’s very much because Cleos is a beloved cousin of Tyrion’s and not for some nefarious shit that Tyrion has planned. Vylarr stands there like a stone, but Pycelle starts to protest that the red cloaks exist to protect Cersei and her children. Tyrion dismisses this, stating the gold cloaks and kingsguard do that just fine, thank you. Anyways, off you go, Vylarr.

Tyrion looks down at the small counselors at the council table, sees Varys smiling, Littlefinger pretending to be bored and Pycelle “gaping like a fish”. The herald comes forward to signal the end of business unless anyone else has anything to say, and then a voice calls out:

“I will be heard.” A slender man all in black pushed his way between the Redwyne twins.

It’s none other than Ser Alliser Thorne, last seen being packed away by LC Mormont to take the rotted hand to King’s Landing.

Tyrion pretends that he had no idea, none whatsoever, that Ser Alliser was in King’s Landing, But Thorne can see through Tyrion’s shit. He knows that Tyrion’s kept him in the dark. Tyrion blames Bronn for not telling him, recalling (falsely) how he and Ser Alliser walked the Wall together. Varys puts in that they’re just so very busy in these troubled times, but Alliser says shit’s worse than he thinks. He needs to tell the king about it. But the king is busy (playing with his new Myrish crossbow that Tyrion gave him as a distraction from misruling the kingdom for a bit). So, Alliser will need to speak with the king’s servants.

“As you will,” Ser Alliser said, displeasure in every word. “I am sent to tell you that we found two rangers, long missing. They were dead, yet when we brought the corpses back to the Wall they rose again in the night. One slew Ser Jaremy Rykker, while the second tried to murder the Lord Commander.” 

Tyrion hears someone laugh, and he wonders if one of his small counsellors is behind Ser Alliser and whether this is all meant to mock him. Dwarves lived in fear of mockery, but there was something about what Thorne was saying that touches a nerve in him.

Tyrion remembers being up on the Wall with Jon Snow, feeling something in the darkness. A dread. But he rationalizes that this is an irrational feeling on his part. He likes Jeor Mormont though. So, he asks after Mormont. As we know, Mormont survived the attack, and Thorne reports as much. 

“And that your brothers killed these, ah, dead men?” “we did...”
“You’re certain that they are dead this time?” Tyrion asked mildly. When Bronn choked on a snort of laughter, he knew how he must proceed. “Truly truly dead?”
“They were dead the first time,” Ser Alliser snapped. “Pale and cold, with black hands and feet. I brought Jared’s hand, torn from his corpse by the bastard’s wolf.” 

Littlefinger asks if they can see the hand, but Ser Alliser frowns and reports that it’s rotted to pieces while he was waiting. So, Tyrion tells Littlefinger to buy a hundred spades for Alliser’s journey back to the Wall so that the NW can bury their dead a little better. Tyrion then orders Jacelyn Bywater to give Alliser his pick of the dungeons. When Jacelyn says that the dungeons are nearly empty, Tyrion then orders more arrests and for word to be spread that there are bread and turnips up at the Wall. And then he dismounts the Iron Throne and makes for the exit.

Ser Alliser Thorne was not so easily dismissed. He was waiting at the foot of the iron Throne when Tyrion descended. “Do you think I sailed all the way from Eastwatch-by-the-Sea to be mocked by the likes of you?” he fumed, blocking the way. “This is no jape. I saw it with my own eyes. I tell you, the dead walk.”

“You should try to kill them more thoroughly.” Tyrion pushed past. Ser Alliser made to grab his sleeve, but Preston Greenfield thrust him back. “No closer, ser.”
Thorne knew better than to challenge a knight of the Kingsguard. “You are a fool, Imp,” he shouted at Tyrion’s back.
The dwarf turned to face him. “Me? Truly? Then why were they laughing at you, I wonder?” He smiled wanly. “You came for men, did you not?”
“The cold winds are rising. The Wall must be held.” 

Tyrion tells Thorne that he’s given the Watch men. Now go be happy, or he’ll take a crab fork to the knight once again. Also, tell Mormont and Jon Snow that Tyrion says hi.

Littlefinger and Varys join Tyrion as he walks out, and the eunuch master of whisperers compliments Tyrion on his sly tactics in appeasing Robb Stark with Ned’s bones, taking away Cersei’s protectors and pretending to help the Night’s Watch by sending more men while not seeming afraid of “grumpkins and snarks.” Littlefinger asks if Tyrion plans to send away all his guards, but Tyrion isn’t sending away his guards. He’s sending Cersei’s guards away. When Littlefinger claims Cersei won’t allow that, Tyrion says that she might. He means everything that he says. What about the lies, Littlefinger asks. Oh, Tyrion means the lies too. Why so sad, Littlefinger? 

“I do not relish being played for a fool. If Myrcella weds Trystane Martell, she can scarcely wed Robert Arryn, can she?”
“Not without causing a great scandal,” he admitted. “I regret my little ruse, Lord Petyr, but when we spoke, I could not know the Dornishmen would accept my offer.”
Littlefinger was not appeased. “I do not like being lied to, my lord. Leave me out of your next deception.”
Only if you’ll do the same for me, Tyrion thought, glancing at the dagger sheathed at
Littlefinger’s hip. “If I have given offense, I am deeply sorry. All men know how much we love you, my lord. And how much we need you.”
“Try and remember that.” With that Littlefinger left them.

Tyrion asks Varys to walk with him. As they walk, Varys tells Tyrion that LF is right about Cersei not wanting to send her guards away. But Tyrion has a plan for that: he’ll need Varys to convince her that it’s the best plan. As it happens, it’s all about Tyrion freeing Jaime. Ah, so the thief, poisoner, mummer and murderer Tyrion had Bronn searching for had all been a part of that scheme? Absolutely. Tyrion will just dress these criminals (and mummer) up in Lannister red cloaks, and they’ll look like Lannisters. And if Cersei will feel uneasy at the prospect of losing her guardsmen: so much the better. Tyrion likes her uneasy.

Cleos leaves the city that afternoon, rejoining the Stark soldier by the King’s Gate, and Tyrion goes off in search of Timett and the Burned Men. He finds them in the barracks, and he orders them to assemble at his solar at midnight. Tyrion orders the clansmen not to be too drunk when they arrive.

Shagga and the Stone Crows and Timmet and the Moon Brothers arrive at midnight, and the party moves from the Tower of the Hand essentially unseen. Tyrion was Hand, and he did whatever the fuck he wanted to do.

Next, we’re at a door, and axes are shattering the wood. Tyrion hears a woman gasping in fear, and Tyrion and his boys roll into the room. They move over to bed and rip the covers away, finding a naked serving girl under the sheets. She begs them not to hurt her, and Tyrion tells her to go. They’re not after her. Well, Shagga’s after her. He wants to put a “strong son” in her. But Tyrion tells Shagga to let her be.

Tyrion dragged the soft blanket off the bed, uncovering Grand Maester Pycelle beneath. “Tell me, does the Citadel approve of you bedding the serving wenches, Maester?” 

Pycelle is naked and wants to know the meaning of all this. He’s just so loyal and old. And a servant. Ah, but are you, Pycelle? Tyrion says that he knows he informed Cersei about his plan to betroth Myrcella to Trystane Martell. But Pycelle denies it. It wasn’t him. It was … Littlefinger. No, Varys! But Tyrion knows better. He only told Pycelle about his plan in those letters he wanted delivered to Doran. But Pycelle only sent one. The other he gave to Cersei.

Pycelle clutched for a corner of the blanket. “Birds are lost, messages stolen or sold... it was Varys, there are things I might tell you of that eunuch that would chill your blood.”
“My lady prefers my blood hot.”
“Make no mistake, for every secret the eunuch whispers in your ear, he holds seven back. And Littlefinger, that one...”
“I know all about Lord Petyr. He’s almost as untrustworthy as you. Shagga, cut off his manhood and feed it to the goats.” 

Shagga complains about there being no goats. But Tyrion tells him to make do. So, Shagga goes roaring forward and Pycelle shrieks and pisses himself. Shagga grabs Pycelle’s beard and cuts ⅔ of it off with his axe. Tyrion asks Timett if a little torture will make Pycelle more forthcoming, and Timett says yeah. Pycella’s scurred.

Tyrion turns back to Pycelle and orders the rest of Pycelle to be “shaved”, but don’t move too much Pycelle, you could get yourself cut. Tyrion demands to know how long Pycelle has been spying for Cersei, but the Grand Maester starts sputtering about how he’s a loyal Lannister dude. He loves Tywin. He even got Aerys II Targaryen to open the gates of King’s Landing to him.

That took Tyrion by surprise. He had been no more than an ugly boy at Casterly Rock when the city fell. “So the Sack of King’s Landing was your work as well?”
“For the realm! Once Rhaegar died, the war was done. Aerys was mad, Viserys too young, Prince Aegon a babe at the breast, but the realm needed a king... I prayed it should be your good father, but Robert was too strong, and Lord Stark moved too swiftly...” 

Tyrion wonders how many people Pycelle betrayed. Aerys, Ned, Tyrion, Robert, Jon Arryn, Rhaegar? How many, dude? Pycelle claims he didn’t kill Robert which Tyrion agrees with. But he knows if the boar didn’t get Robert, Pycelle would have. This leads Pycelle to call Robert a wretched, drunk, vain, lecherous king which … sad to say, but true. Pycelle reports that Renly was trying to put Margaery in Robert’s bed to supplant Cersei. And Jon Arryn knew about … Yeah. Tyrion interrupts. He knows what Jon Arryn knew, but he doesn’t want his clansmen to know. But Pycelle continues on about how Lysa was being sent back to the Eyrie, and Sweetrobin was going to be fostered on Dragonstone.

And now, we get our first hints at the true conspiracy behind Jon Arryn’s death. Tyrion accuses Pycelle of poisoning Jon Arryn, but Pycelle denis this. So, Tyrion has Shagga shave him closer, 

When he felt the blood trickling down his neck and onto his chest, the old man shuddered, and the last strength went out of him. He looked shrunken, both smaller and frailer than he had been when they burst in on him. “Yes,” he wimpered, “yes, Colemon was purging, so I sent him away. The queen needed Lord Arryn dead, she did not say so, could not, Varys was listening, always listening, but when I looked at her I knew. It was not me who gave him the poison, though, I swear it.” The old man wept. “Varys will tell you, it was the boy, his squire, Hugh he was called, he must surely have done it, ask your sister, ask her.” 

Disgusted, Tyrion order Pycelle bound and thrown into the black cells as the Grand Maester is led out whimpering about doing all for Lannister. 

When the Grand Maester was gone, Tyrion helps himself to a few more bottles of things as the ravens quork overhead. He really was hoping that Pycelle was the one that Tyrion could trust as he knows that Littlefinger and Varys are no less trustworthy. They were more dangerous in reality due to their subtly.

Perhaps his father’s way would have been best: summon Ilyn Payne, mount three heads above the gates, and have done. And wouldn’t that be a pretty sight, he thought. 

And that is ACOK, Tyrion VI! Boy, it feels like each successive Tyrion chapter has George pressing the gas pedal down on the plot, but our last Tyrion chapter is doing masterful setup for King’s Landing endgame material, this one is providing clues and context for events from Ned’s investigation of AGOT, and I love it! What did you think, Emmett?

Depth

One of the primary pleasures of Tyrion’s time as Hand, exemplified in this chapter, is how well George plays with information. Tyrion is constantly a step ahead of us (and Cersei, and Pycelle, and everyone else) in this chapter. Just as we think we understand his plan, there’s another twist, another bit of setup he did beforehand. We’re just watching it all play out. You just gotta stand back in awe at how deftly George is spinning all these plates in these Tyrion chapters. Here, he’s paying off/further setting up so many things we’ve touched on in previous chapters: Tyrion and Cersei’s dysfunctional relationship, Renly and Stannis’ dysfunctional relationship, how Tyrion manages his public persona, how he manages the Small Council, and how all the political maneuvering of the game of thrones fits in context with the coming apocalypse. It’s all here, all well done; another Tyrion chapter that feels like a full meal.

It’s certainly a full meal of a chapter, but halfway through the chapter, after Tyrion has ensured that Westeros will remain mostly ignorant of the threat of the apocalypse, my stomach started churning just a tad. We’ve talked about how Tyrion is better able to negotiate the powers and dangers associated with being the Hand of the King than Ned Stark. But here, I couldn’t help but be reminded of AGOT, Eddard XI and the one time Ned uncomfortably sits the Iron Throne.

There’s a lot of intentional parallels. It’s the one time that both Hands of the King will sit the Iron Throne, both Hands send their “own” men into the Riverlands. And then there’s the Iron Throne itself. Both men use similar language in describing the chair:

Ned: He sat high upon the immense ancient seat of Aegon the Conqueror, an ironwork monstrosity of spikes and jagged edges and grotesquely twisted metal.

Tyrion: The Iron Throne of Aegon the Conqueror was a tangle of nasty barbs and jagged metal teeth waiting for any fool who tried to sit too comfortably

But the contrast is in how they regard their unique places in sitting the throne. Ned finds it “hellishly uncomfortable ” while Tyrion enjoys how high it is and how he can look down at everyone. Most importantly, the contrast is what Ned and Tyrion do from the Iron Throne. For all the critiques we levied onto Ned for his failure to properly utilize the power of his position, Ned tried to issue out justice for the smallfolk savaged by Gregor Clegane and his reavers. Tyrion, in opposition, will use his power to subvert Westerosi norms and keep Westeros ignorant of the apocalypse for short-term political advantage.

And the seeds for Tyrion’s unethical conduct on the throne are planted in Tyrion poisoning Cersei at the start of the chapter.

Foreshadowing/Groundwork

The reason why Tyrion knows the I loved a maid as fair as summer with sunlight in her hair song is because Tysha sang that song to Tyrion during their doomed, short-lived marriage.

Lancel’s late-night presence singing to Cersei is another of a set of clues that Tyrion will piece together in determining that Cersei and Lancel are lovers. This will all culminate in our next Tyrion chapter when Tyrion out-and-out reveals that he knows Lancel’s secret and then utilizes that secret to cynically manipulate Lancel into becoming Tyrion’s spy in Cersei’s inner circle.

Those prophets preaching that the Targaryens are the true monarchs suggests that the sparrow movement will end up backing Young Grift

In a deeply ironic and hilarious twist, Cersei will accuse Grand Maester Pycelle of allowing Robert Baratheon and Jon Arryn to die after Pycelle is unable to save Lord Gyles Rosby’s life in AFFC, Cersei IX: Robert was as strong as any man in the Seven Kingdoms, yet you lost him to a boar. Oh, and let us not forget Jon Arryn. No doubt you would have killed Ned Stark as well, if I had let you keep him longer.

One more mention of Tyrion’s great chain! George brings it up in passing, in between matters that get much more attention, so it’s planted in the back of our brains for later but we don’t get too suspicious about what Tyrion might be up to.

Theory/Discussion

How will George follow up Tyrion’s thoughts about the Others here? What role will Tyrion play regarding the army of the dead? Will he consciously think back to this moment? Why did George include it, and what is lost by cutting it from the show?

Tyrion and Alliser as precursor to Tyrion and Marwyn in TWOW

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