I can’t stop playing around with Jaime and Brienne, and I can’t stop harping on Tyrion’s first marriage. Two great tastes that taste great together! Let’s do this!
Lady Catelyn had said that Sansa was a gentle soul who loved lemon cakes, silken gowns, and songs of chivalry, yet the girl had seen her father’s head lopped off and been forced to marry one of his killers afterward. If half the tales were true, the dwarf was the cruelest Lannister of all. If she did poison King Joffrey, the Imp surely forced her hand. She was alone and friendless at that court. In King’s Landing, Brienne had hunted down a certain Brella, who had been one of Sansa’s maids. The woman told her that there was little warmth between Sansa and the dwarf. Perhaps she had been fleeing him as well as Joffrey’s murder. (pg. 72)
This is why you should not listen to maids named Brella.Jaime, meanwhile, is under the impression that Tyrion is happy with Sansa the way he was happy with Tysha before their father took her away. He is mistaken, of course, but Tyrion is trying to make the marriage work, and it would piss him off if Jaime made off with Sansa and hid her away somewhere far away from the Red Keep.
I have pasted this from A Storm of Swords, during their discussion at dinner with Lord Bolton:
“His wife?” Brienne said, appalled. “The Imp? But … he swore, before the whole court, in sight of gods and men …”
She is such an innocent. Jaime was almost as surprised, if truth be told, but he hid it better. Sansa Stark, that ought to put a smile on Tyrion’s face. He remembered how happy his brother had been with his little crofter’s daughter … for a fortnight. (pg. 536)
Either way, I’m not sure Brienne has a firm plan in mind.Maybe somewhere in the Vale? Not so isolated as the Eyrie, but nowhere near the Crownlands and not as cold or chaotic as the North.
I just love that little “aww, fuck, I can’t really answer that” look he gives her in the next shot. “You’re a big pain in my ass just like my family! Maybe you’re a Lannister, too! How do you like being compared to the Lannisters?”“Yeah! I’m gonna call you ugly, because no one’s ever tried that before! I’ll give you no choice but to be the mature one between us.” There’s a place in the Seven Hells for people like me. The Crone might show me mercy, but the Mother would spank me senseless.