Season 3 Post Credits Scene

Written by Susie
The sound of a hammer hitting an anvil rang in Myria's ears as she stepped into the Fox Hollow forge. As a small child she would have been afraid to set foot in the dark and smoky room, but now she moved with purpose.

"Lady smith?" Myria called to the room, unable to see through the smoke, her eyes burning.

"I'm no Lady," Kyrie's gruff northern voice replied, "but what can I do for you, my Lady?" She stepped forward, wiping her brow with the back of a gloved hand, smearing a slight trail of soot across her forehead.

Myria presented the halberd that she had scarcely let out of her sight since it had entered her possession, "you're familiar with this weapon?"

"Is that-?" Kyrie asked as she reached for the halberd, "I know it, aye. Belonged to Ser Olyver." She eyed Myria, "what brings you, and it, here?"

"I would like it reforged."

"Reforged? Into what? It would make a poor trinket, my Lady. This is a blade, a weapon."

Myria's jaw clenched, "a weapon I cannot wield. But I have been training in the Dornish spear." She paused a moment to take in Kyrie's expression, "can you do this?"

"Leave it with me." Kyrie hesitated as Myria turned to leave, "Lady Myria, are you certain? I could make you a spear from scratch, save his halberd."

"He would have hated for it to gather dust in an armory," Myria smiled sadly, "I can think of few better ways to honour him."