If there is one thing that John and SeannieWan have learned in their dealings with Lady Cat, it is that she is the 'Worst,' and despite her decision-making dormancy for the majority of A Clash of Kings, The Lady of Winterfell more than makes up for it with a doooooozythat not only drastically changes the fortunes and options for House Stark, Tully, Umber, Mallister, Bracken, Blackwood, Karstark, Vance, Piper, Manderly, Glover, and every other loyal House in The North and The Riverlands, but also leads The Wardens of Long Island to conclude that Catelyn Stark hadn't so much learned her lesson from the ramifications of her poor decision-making as she was waiting and gearing herself up for the Mother of All Bad Decisions.
If there was a House Dumb-Idiot of StupieLand, the matriarch would be Catelyn Stark (or Tully, as it were) and the sigil for House Dumb-Idiot would be a crude depiction of the synapses in Catelyn's brain lighting up as she takes advantage of a situation to further her personal agenda of escaping from the North and stumbling into her own circle of power in the South.
To back up a bit to before he becomes the Lord of Riverrun- Hoster Tully married Lady Minisa Whent of Harrenhal while his father ruled The Riverlands, before The War of the Ninepenny Kings. Together, Hoster and his wife Minisa had three children, though there were three more that did not survive past infancy. The timing isn't very clear as to if Catelyn was born before the death of her two brothers, though it seems unlikely she was. It is clear that Lady Minisa bore Hoster two sons that did not survive and therefore Hoster came to regard Catelyn as his heir. Another daughter followed Catelyn- Lysa, and finally a son- Edmure. Lady Minisa bore another son after Edmure, but Minisa did not survive that childbirth and the son died along with her. As reflected upon by Catelyn in her POV, Hoster Tully truly loved his wife and was deeply scarred and saddened by her death, missing her and just as sad decades later.
The Princes That Were Promised make a pit stop on the Catelyn Stark Memorial Highway- a (fake) highway with tolls every 20 yards, as well as poorly engineered tressels and footbridges that are built so low the tops of SUVs are damaged and 20 car pile-ups occur daily. Before the events of ASoIaF and shortly after a 12-year-old Catelyn Tully was promised to Brandon Stark of Winterfell, Hoster Tully, The Lord of Riverrun and Lord Paramount of the Riverlands, negotiated another marriage pact with Tywin Lannister, The Lord of Casterly Rock and Warden of the West. This marriage would have been more lucrative for Hosterthan the shipment of his eldest daughter to the cold, hard North.
Hook, Line, and Sinker, Part 2 or John v. Catelyn, Round 2 SPOILERS!!! FOR ALL PUBLISHED BOOKS IN #GRRM'S A Song of Ice and Fire AS WELL AS ALL TELEVISED EPISODES OF HBO'S Game of Thrones... To help Hoster Tully teach his children well, tho can lendeth thine moral and metaphorical support here... https://pinecast.com/listen/00fb723f-86a2-4260-a4c9-7484bed68830.mp3 If thoust art more helpful yonder than tho may … Continue reading Teach Your Children Well, Hoster Tully! (13.2)
Rivermen, or Riverlanders are a mix of warriors, fisherfolk, and loyal common people. The noble River Lords are known to be quarrelsome with one another; an extreme example of this would be Houses Bracken and Blackwood whose rivalry and aggressive relationship goes back to The Age of Heroes. The location of The Riverlands and the lack of natural boundaries amongst the lands claimed by the noble houses are major reasons for the nature of these noble houses.
The piece depicts a younger Catelyn, with her sister Lyssa by her side, and their constant companion in their youth, Petyr Baelish. Petyr was raised alongside the sisters and Edmure, their younger brother, having been brought to Riverrun to ward. Ms. Cecilia does a fantastic job bringing to life the famous auburn hair of the Tullys, as well as the slender, sharp features of a little Littlefinger.
...and so The Princes That Were Promised journey down a familiar road full of rage upon which the fine line between the necessity for foolishness to move forward the story and the awe at the finely written thoughtlessness of one noble lady, in particular, is razor-sharp. Yes, John has been waiting for this episode almost as long as he has been waiting for The Winds of Winter.
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What began as a minor irritation has blossomed into an anger that cannot be contained within the royal birthplace of such a strong and heavy feeling.