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[MEEREEN]
[Ser Jorah is looking at a map by the water alone. Ser Barristan hands Ser Jorah the scroll]
"A royal pardon signed by Robert Baratheon. You spied on her."
"Oh, that is a good shot" Rhaegar muttered under his breath. With that secret out in the open, it would shake Daenerys' belief in Ser Jorah, effectively stripping her of one of the two seasoned veterans advising her.
Daenerys had admittedly forgotten about Ser Jorah's past, about how he came into her service as a spy for Robert Baratheon. But Ser Jorah was loyal to her now, she saw him prove it many times. But her future self had not seen the things she had, did not know the times Ser Jorah had defended her in secret. Daenerys was not confident that her future self would forgive this.
[Ser Jorah enters Dany's throne room, walking toward her]
"Why did the usurper pardon you?"
"If we could speak alone."
"No, speak to me here. Explain it to me."
"Who do you think sent this to Meereen? Who profits? This is the work of Tywin Lannister. He wants to divide us. If we're fighting each other, we're not fighting him."
"Just tell her the truth" Elia murmured. Daenerys would see reason if the knight spoke the truth instead of beating around and throwing theories at her, no matter how plausible those theories were. He just needed to speak the truth and that would be enough.
"The pardon was signed the year we met. Why were you pardoned? Unless you're saying this document was forged."
"It is not forged."
"Why, then?"
"I sent letters to Varys, the spymaster of King's Landing."
"What was the content of these letters?"
"Information."
"What information?"
"When you and Viserys arrived in Pentos. His plan to marry you to Khal Drogo. When you were married. When your brother died."
"You told him I was carrying Drogo's child?"
"Oh," the Dornish Princess muttered, she'd forgotten that had happened. No, there would be no forgiveness from Daenerys.
"Khaleesi."
"Don't call me that."
"Hard not to since it is her title" Tyrion jested, an attempt to break the tension. It did not work
"Did you tell him I was carrying Drogo's child?"
"Yes."
"That wine merchant tried to poison me because of your information."
"I stopped you from drinking his wine."
"Because you knew it was poisoned."
"I suspected."
"You betrayed me from the first. You sold my secrets to the man who killed my father and stole my brother's throne..."
"Forgive me. I never meant...please, Khaleesi, forgive me. I have protected you. Fought for you. Killed for you."
"...and you want me to forgive you?"
"No. Ask her for another chance. Ask her to give you the chance to earn it" Sansa muttered. Such a thing can't be forgiven, not easily, not hastily. Ser Jorah needed to earn it.
"If he tells her about seeing her hatch her dragons swayed him" Robb added.
"It was not her dragons that swayed him" Lyanna added. She saw the signs and understood them well. Ser Jorah had fallen for the Princess and that was what swayed him.
Her niece and nephew on the other hand had not, so they were giving Lyanna a questioning look.
"I have loved you."
"Oh," Robb nodded. That was a good reason to be swayed too, he supposed. He pretty much destroyed his army and the war in turn for love in the future he saw. He did not understand it, but it was a viable reason.
"Love? How can you say that to me? Any other man and I would have you executed. But you, I do not want you in my city dead or alive. Go back to your masters in King's Landing. Collect your pardon if you can."
"Daenerys, please."
[Ser Jorah goes for Dany's hand]
"Don't ever presume to touch me again or speak my name. You have until dusk to collect your things and leave this city. If you're found in Meereen past break of day, I'll have your head thrown into Slaver's Bay. Go. Now."
"And now there is just one" Oberyn muttered. "Ser Barristan is a seasoned warrior no doubt, but Ser Jorah knows Essos better. He was valuable, and Tywin Lannister hit him perfectly."
Daenerys' brows furrowed. Ser Jorah was a Knight loyal to her, knowledgeable about the dynamics of Essos more than her future self or Ser Barristan were. She feared what his exile meant for her cause.
[THE VALE]
[Sansa is seen sitting on her bed sewing. Petyr knocks on her door]
"The first time I saw you, you were just a child. A girl from the North come to the capital for the first time. Not a child any longer. Why did you help me?"
"It was all her" Arya muttered, the anger still boiling right under her skin. How could she?!
Lyanna placed a hand on Arya's shoulder from behind, having heard the girl's muttering.
Arya did not react
"They would have thrown you through the Moon Door if they found you guilty."
"And you'd have been free" Arya muttered.
"That's not an answer."
"If they'd have executed you, what would they have done with me?"
"Nothing!" the girl exploded, gaining the attention of every Lord, Lady and others in the chambers. "All we've heard from father growing up was how the Eyrie held honour above all, how he knew every Lord and Lady there because of Lord Jon Arryn, how he'd befriended them, grew up around them and mingled with them. They would have saved you"
"You can't be sure they would" Catelyn defended her eldest, gently and kindly. She would not be strict, not when Arya wasn't being outright vicious to Sansa or unfair in her assumptions. "They could have supported the Lannisters."
"The Vale is Lord Arryn's domain. Lord Arryn cared deeply for Father. Aunt Lysa may have kept them back, but they would have defended Sansa!"
"You can't be certain" Jon Arryn himself spoke this time. "You never know who might be reaching out to gain the Lannister's favour. Baelish is from the vale as well," he reasoned. While he knew that his Lord and Ladies would have protected Sansa, he knew the kind of impossible challenge that Sansa faced at that moment. She knew none of those people, and she'd been burned once for simply believing in people from the stories she'd heard. His defence for the girl was purely so the one present here would not have to face the slack of anyone in the hall.
Arya was displeased, but with Jon Arryn coming out to defend Sansa, she had nothing more to say. So she sat down, fuming, and still believing that the men and women of the Vale would have stood up for Sansa.