Top Grimdark: The Brodd Silent Scene

In a minute, self has got to go water her roses (two new ones) and her irises.

In the meantime, she can appreciate a bit of humor.

SPOILER ALERT

In one of the last scense of TTWP, that sly Rikke, who wisely opted out of battle, despite her having given reassurances of loyalty to The Young Lion (who is all sorts of stupid: Rikke was his ex-lover, he went for the lovely lovely prize of Savine ‘barf’ da Glotka, and he still thinks Rikke has his back? This Young Lion is not the sharpest tool in the deck), shows up in the Ghurkish Kingdom to demand the surrender of Skirling Hall. She walks right up to the ramparts, orders a huge chest of gold and silver to be brought forward, displays the contents of the chest, and says to the soldiers on the ramparts, Open your gates!

Commander Brodd Silent leans over the ramparts and shouts: NEVER!

In the next moment, “there was a breathy cry and something came flying off the battlements.”

Rikke’s sidekick, a man called “The Nail” (one can only imagine) peers at the mess and says, “Who’s that, then?”

“Brodd Silent, I expect.”

“Hold on!” someone called from the battlements. “We’re coming down!”

Self loves Rikke. Rikke reminds her of Renfri in The Witcher, or Arya in Game of Thrones. There are fearsome runes tattooed on her face, to keep her Long Eye (the eye that sees the future) in check, and men are always calling her bad things. Ugly, for starters. Nevertheless.

Stay safe, dear blog readers. Stay safe.

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