"Who the Hell are you?"

"You know, you all know exactly who I am. Now… say my name."

"What? I don't have a damn clue who you are."

"Yeah you do. I'm the mastermind, the puppet master, the one who started this War of Five Kings, I am the man who killed King Joffrey Baratheon."

"Bull shit, Tyrion Lannister got Joffrey."

"Are you sure?"

The man paused. Could it be true?

"That's right, now, say my name."

"You're Littlefinger."

"You're gods damn right."


Tywin Lannister was in his study busy composing letters to Walder Frey and others. As he was working there came a sudden incessant rapping at his door. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.

Looking up crossly he shouted. "Stop that and come in, whoever you are!"

The door opened slightly and Tyrion Lannister popped in.


Tyrion had a huge smile on his face. "I am the one who knocks."