Full text and description of Brandon and Rickard Stark’s executions | Opening scene of Act II of ‘Game of Thrones: The Mad King’ | PART 2/2 🔥 Varys: Your Majesty, the Starks are a quick-tempered people. Allow sense to prevail. Rickard: I demand trial by combat. Aerys: You make demands of your king? Rickard: It is my right. Give me my right! Aerys: Very well. Jaime: Let me your champion, your Majesty. Aerys: House Targaryen has a champion, Ser Jaime. Rickard: Then name him. Aerys: Fire! Pycelle: Fire, your Majesty? (Crowd yells. Two guards tie Rickard’s bound wrists to a cable that’s suspended from the ceiling, right in the middle of the stage. A pyromancer appears, carrying a torch with green flame. Brandon desperately tries to reach for his father, to no avail. After Rickard is tied to the rope, he is lifted and suspended in the air. The pit underneath him opens, and the pyromancer brings the torch down into it to ‘light’ the fire. Fog emerges from underneath the pit, lit with green light, to simulate wildfire.) Jaime: Your Majesty, there is no honor in this. Let me fight! Aerys: Fight what, Ser Jaime? The bond between father and son? That’s not in your ability. Take out your sword and set it down there. See if the love he has for his father gives him the strength to reach it. And if Lord Rickard’s love for his son is strong enough, all he need do is not burn. (Brandon tries to reach for the sword, to no avail.) Ashara: NO! Elia: My queen! Entreat the king to reconsider! Rhaella: Burn him! BURN HIM! Viserys: Burn him! (Aerys looks at Viserys with pride. He then makes a gesture for his pyromancers to lower Rickard into the wildfire. Rickard screams as he’s slowly lowered into the pit, burning alive. Brandon continues to try to reach for the sword until he strangles to death. Once Rickard is fully submerged, Aerys takes Viserys by the hand and guides him to stand at the edge of the pit. Viserys looks down.) Aerys: You see, Viserys? See what wildfire does to mere men? (Walking up the steps of the Iron Throne) Let all the traitors among you look upon this. LOOK! (Everyone leaves except Jaime and Gerold. Jaime goes to pick up his sword) Gerold: You swore an oath to guard the king, not to judge him. Jaime: You condone this? Gerold: We are not kings. Our approval’s not relevant. (They leave) (Ashara runs on stage, sobbing) Ashara: NO! (She throws herself over Brandon’s body and weeps. Scene ends) ✐ᝰ Jota Saraiva