Lady Evening Star - Бриенна и Бессердечная, Пир стервятников - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The woman in gray still silently examined the sword, parchment, and crown. In the end, she grabbed her throat, as if intending to strangle herself, and spoke in a broken voice, similar to a death rattle.

The language of the damned, no less.

“I don’t understand,” Brienne said. - What does she say?

“She asks what the name of your blade is.” - the northerner explained.

- True to the Oath.

The woman in gray let out a hiss and added something else. Her eyes burned like coals in the twilight.

“She says he should be renamed Oathbreaker.” It was forged for betrayal and murder. His name is False Friend, she says. As do you.

- But to whom was I a false friend?

- To her. Milady has not forgotten that you once swore to serve her ladyship.

The Virgin of Tarth pledged to serve only one woman.

“It can’t be,” Brienne whispered. - That lady is dead.

“Death, like hospitality, has lost its former meaning,” observed Long Jaina Hedl.

Lady Heartless pulled back her hood and unwound the gray scarf from her face. White dry hair. Greenish-gray forehead with cadaverous spots, face torn to shreds. Some wounds are covered with a bloody crust, while in others the bones of the skull are visible.

How beautiful she was before... how soft her skin was.

“Lady Catelyn,” Brienne said with tears. - I was told that you... that you died.

- Yes, she died. - Thoros from Mir confirmed. — The Freys slashed her throat from ear to ear. She had been dead for three days when we found her by the river. Harvin asked me to give her the kiss of life, but I did not agree because too much time had passed since death. Then Lord Berwick pressed his lips to hers, and the flame of life passed from him to her. She has risen, may the Lord of Light protect us. Revolted.

Perhaps this is another dream? A nightmare created by Biter's poisonous teeth?

“Tell her that I never betrayed her,” Brienne asked. - I swear by the Seven. I swear on my sword.

The one who had once been Catelyn Stark again grabbed her throat, pinching the terrible scar with her fingers, and squeezed out some more sounds.

“Words are the wind,” she says,” the northerner translated, “Prove your loyalty in action.”

- But how?

“Since your sword is called Oath-Loyal,” my lady says, you must keep your oath to her.

- What does she want from me? Tell.

“She wants her son alive and his killers dead,” said the man in the yellow cloak. “He wants the crows to eat their fill again, like they did after the Red Wedding.” We'll fill her with as many Freys and Boltons as she wants. One thing is required of you: Jaime Lannister.

Brienne felt as if a knife had been turned in her stomach.

“Lady Catelyn... Jaime saved me from violence when the Bloody Buffoons captured us. And then he came back for me and jumped into the bear pit with his bare hands. I swear to you, he became a completely different person. He sent me to save Sansa. He had nothing to do with what happened at the Red Wedding.

Lady Catelyn's fingers dug into her throat, and a hoarse sound was heard. chilling words.

“Choose,” she says, said the northerner. “Either you kill the Kingslayer with this very sword, or you will be hanged as a traitor.” Sword or noose. Choose.

Brienne remembered her father's palace, the young man destined to be her husband. In this dream, she bit off her tongue and her mouth was full of blood. She took a breath and said:

- I won’t choose.

After a long silence, Lady Heartless spoke two more words, and this time Brienne understood her:

- Hang them all.