What if Robert Baratheon Found Out the TRUTH About Jon Snow Part 2

Part 1: https://youtu.be/eUqHjORBKic FINALE: https://youtu.be/Zm_CCGwe6cA What if Robert Baratheon Found Out the TRUTH About Jon Snow Part 2? Let’s explore the depths of it in the video. Cersei descends into the Black Cells for the first time since her coup. The guards there bow their heads respectfully as they open the doors for one of the cells. As she steps inside, she takes a torch from one of the guards and offers him food. Cersei: I brought you dinner. Robert: Heh, the first time you’ve ever done that for me, woman. So what is it you want?” Cersei: Answers. I want to know everything that happened. Robert: You mean before you betrayed me. Cersei: I want to know if I married a madman. Robert: Funny, I was about to ask the same thing. There’s not much to tell. Varys came to me one day, bringing one of Arthur Dayne’s cousins. I believe his name was Dark Star or the like. He told me that after Ned entered the Tower of Joy, he came out with a babe. Shortly after he comes back to Winterfell with a child that he claims is his bastard. Chuckles. Connecting the dots, your grace? Cersei: Spare me your insults, you drunken oaf. Robert: I will not, as you can see it’s all I have really. But aye, you and Varys spent that time filling my head with your doubts about Ned Stark and why he would keep this from me till it boils over and I decide to confront him. He makes me swear he’ll only reveal the truth if I vow not to harm his boy. Cersei: Did you? Robert: Aye, it took that boar nearly disemboweling me, but I did. There Ned tells me everything. The boy of his ain’t his, it’s Lyanna’s. Her living child. And it’s by fucking Rhaegar Targaryen. So I made my declaration of my heir and while I was doing that, Ned and Renly sneaked out of the city. Both are probably raising their armies now. Cersei: It must have been quite a blow to you. Robert: Aye, at first. But at least I know she was happy…what about us, eh? We got the crown, the title, and the power. And yet all I ever cared about was beyond the sea. Cersei: I’ll leave you to your thoughts then. Robert: Wait. Before you go. I answered your question, Joffrey and the children. Are they- Cersei: Yours? You are a lackwit and a fool, but you aren’t blind. Take a look at them and ask yourself if they are anything like you. With that, Cersei turns her heel and begins to march off, shutting the door behind her. But once Robert is surrounded by the darkness again, he pushes his hair back and drops to the ground to begin doing push-ups. One day he will get out of here and when that time comes, they won’t find the fat old king shaking in his cell. The winds howl on the blackened shores of Dragonstone as Jaehaerys Targaryen—Jon Snow no longer—steps off his ship. His expression is hard as he examines the castle that was supposedly his birthright. His brow raises under his crown as he takes in the jagged lines of the fortress. His anger grows with each step as he crumples the letter in his hand, signed by the Lord of the Narrow Sea. “Present yourself to Dragonstone and face your destiny. Until then your uncle shall remain his guest.” The gates of Dragonstone creak open, revealing Stannis waiting at the far end of the great hall. His piercing blue eyes stared scornfully. He can hardly believe that he will be the one who carries the weight of the world on his shoulders. But the truth shall be revealed one way or the other. Beside him stands Melisandre while their knights and sworn swords gather around them. Jahaerys: Where is Lord Stark? Stannis: Lord Stark is unharmed, I summoned you here to ascertain the truth. He claims you are the son of ice and fire, but it is a convenient truth for your father That is why Lady Melisandre has put this trial to discover the truth. Jahaerys: I did not come here to prove myself to you, Lord Stannis. Melisandre: Your father does not understand the seriousness of his claim. If you are what he claims, then you are more than the ruler of men, but Azor Ahai reborn. Jahaerys: Fine. What trial? The red priestess turns and gestures toward the courtyard. The great hall doors swing open, revealing a circle of blazing fire outside. The flames leap and twist, casting an eerie glow against the night sky. In the center of the ring, a shadowy figure begins to take shape, its edges flickering like smoke until it creates the vague shape of Stannis Baratheon. Melisandre: A trial by combat. Only those chosen by the Lord of Light can overcome such a foe. The flames part as Jahaerys steps into the ring. The heat is oppressive, but he forces himself to focus. He draws Longclaw and faces the shadow which lunges without warning, a blade of darkness forming in its hand. Jahaerys parries, the clash of steel against shadow ringing unnaturally in his ears. Jahaerys pushes it back and swings at it, but the shadow leaps back from the attack. The shade #gameofthrones #gameofthroneswhatif #gameofthronescharacter #robertbaratheon #jonsnowedit