Daenerys V; A Storm of Swords, a better knight than you ser

Arstan Whitebeard and Ser Jorah Mormont facing Queen Daenerys Targaryen

After having fought Mero the Titan's Bastard, Arstan Whitebeard finds himself unable to mantain his real identity undercover.

His boldness and great skill at fighting, the easy way he dispatched a lethal and fearsome warrior as Mero, give away the fact that he must be so much more than the squire for Strong Belwas as he pretends to be.

When Queen Daenerys has him face with Ser Jorah Mormont, at the camp before the walls of Meereen, a few secrets come unveiled; Arstan is revealed to be Ser Barristan Selmy of the Kingsguard, while Ser Jorah Mormont is exposed as an informant for Varys the Spider.

Reference excerpt from the book: Daenerys V; A Storm of Swords

“It may be that I must die a traitor's death,” Ser Barristan said.

“If so, I should not die alone. Before I took Robert's pardon I fought against him on the Trident. You were on the other side of that battle, Mormont, were you not?” He did not wait for an answer.

“Your Grace, I am sorry I misled you. It was the only way to keep the Lannisters from learning that I had joined you. You are watched, as your brother was.
Lord Varys reported every move Viserys made, for years. Whilst I sat on the small council, I heard a hundred such reports. And since the day you wed Khal Drogo, there has been an informer by your side selling your secrets, trading whispers to the Spider for gold and promises.”

He cannot mean… “You are mistaken.”

Dany looked at Jorah Mormont.

“Tell him he's mistaken. There's no informer. Ser Jorah, tell him. We crossed the Dothraki sea together, and the red waste…” Her heart fluttered like a bird in a trap. “Tell him, Jorah. Tell him how he got it wrong.”

“The Others take you, Selmy.” Ser Jorah flung his longsword to the carpet.
“Khaleesi, it was only at the start, before I came to know you… before I came to love…”

“Do not say that word!” She backed away from him.

“How could you? What did the Usurper promise you? Gold, was it gold?” The Undying had said she would be betrayed twice more, once for gold and once for love. “Tell me what you were promised?”

“Varys said… I might go home.” He bowed his head.

I was going to take you home! Her dragons sensed her fury. Viserion roared, and smoke rose grey from his snout.
Drogon beat the air with black wings, and Rhaegal twisted his head back and belched flame.
I should say the word and burn the two of them.
Was there no one she could trust, no one to keep her safe?

“Are all the knights of Westeros so false as you two? Get out, before my dragons roast you both. What does roast liar smell like? As foul as Brown Ben's sewers? Go!”

Ser Barristan rose stiff and slow. For the first time, he looked his age. “Where shall we go, Your Grace?”

“To hell, to serve King Robert.” Dany felt hot tears on her cheeks.

Drogon screamed, lashing his tail back and forth.

“The Others can have you both.” Go, go away forever, both of you, the next time I see your faces I'll have your traitors' heads off. She could not say the words, though.

They betrayed me. But they saved me. But they lied.

“You go…” My bear, my fierce strong bear, what will I do without him? And the old man, my brother's friend. “You go… go…” Where?
And then she knew.

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