10 Game of Thrones Scenes Perfectly Adapted from the Novels

*Warning: This feature contains MAJOR SPOILERS of the Game of Thrones television and novel series.

In the next month, fans of Game of Thrones will get their next dosage of the epic series and finally have some questions answered (*cough* Is Jon Snow dead?! *cough*). However, the one thing that most fans of the series have now realized is that the HBO show has finally caught up with the novels author George R.R. Martin had written, even surpassing the novels in some storylines already. With this next season of the series clearly moving past the novels, this puts the show in unknown territory for both book and television fans of the series. In other words, nobody can claim they know what is going to happen anymore…least till George R.R. Martin finally publishes the next Game of Thrones installment, The Winds of Winter.

Nonetheless, while the HBO show has already taken numerous liberties, it is more important now than ever before to recognize the source material and show some extra appreciation to George R.R. Martin for his vision and imagining of the world of Westeros. Despite the occasional deviations with the show’s own imagination, the one thing that fans should forever remember is that some of the best scenes or sequences of the TV show were lifted directly from the novels.

Therefore, before the show veers into unknown waters, lets take one final time to recognize how some of the show’s most fantastical sequences or scenes were directly influenced from the highly imaginative mind of George R.R. Martin.

1. Cersei speaks to Ned Stark about how to play the game of thrones:
In many ways, this scene was integral for the series because it foreshadowed the one characteristic that would be the very undoing of many persons: honor.
In George R.R. Martin’s Words:

“When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground.”
– Cersei in A Game of Thrones (470).
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2. Daenerys emerges from the flames:
This was the pinnacle point of the series when Daenerys first proves herself as a capable leader. This is the final scene of the first novel and it had to be flawlessly portrayed in the show. What the show provided was nothing short of perfection.
In George R.R. Martin’s Words:
As Daenerys Targaryen rose to her feet, her black hissed, pale smoke venting from its mouth and nostrils. The other two pulled away from her breasts and added their voices to the call, translucent wings unfolding and stirring the air, and for the first time in hundreds of years, the night came alive with the music of dragons.
A Game of Thrones (780).
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3. The Battle of Blackwater
The entire battle is extraordinary and told through multiple vantages throughout its sequence in the novel, which the show did as well. However, the “wildfire” moment of the battle was practically lifted directly out of the novel.
In George R.R. Martin’s Words:
A flash of green caught his eye, ahead and off to port, and a nest of writhing emerald serpents rose burning and hissing from the stern of Queen Alysanne. An instant later Davos heard the dread cry of “Wildfire!”
A Clash of Kings (640).
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4. Lady Olenna
As surprising as this may seem to people who haven’t read the books, but Lady Olenna is barely in the novels. Nonetheless, what HBO did to expand upon the character, plus the brilliant performance from Diana Rigg, Lady Olenna has become a fan-favorite of the show and one of the best examples of the show’s excellent casting decisions.
In George R.R. Martin’s Words:
Last of all, Margaery brought her before the wizened white-haired doll of a woman at the head of the table. “I am honored to present my grandmother the Lady Olenna, widow to the late Luthor Tyrell, Lord of Highgarden, whose memory is a comfort to us all.”

The old woman smelled of rosewater. Why, she’s just the littlest bit of a thing. There was nothing the least bit thorny about her. “Kiss me, child,” Lady Olenna said, tugging at Sansa’s wrist with a soft spotted hand. “It is so kind of you to sup with me and my foolish flock of hens.”
A Storm of Swords (77).

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5. The Red Wedding
No words can adequately convey the level of sadness and shock ‘The Red Wedding’ had on fans. Book readers long were bracing for this scene, but HBO went a step further in the sequence’s brutality, shocking even those who were waiting for the inevitable to happen. Like the novel, nobody can forget the tragedy of what happened during this sequence.
In George R.R. Martin’s Words:
A man in dark armor and a pale pink cloak spotted with blood stepped up to Robb. “Jaime Lannister sends his regards.” He thrust his longsword through her son’s heart, and twisted.

Robb had broken his word, but Catelyn kept hers. She tugged hard on Aegon’s hair and sawed at his neck until the blade grated on bone. Blood ran hot over her fingers. His little bells were ringing, ringing, ringing, and the drum went boom doom boom.

Finally someone took the knife away from her. The tears burned like vinegar as they ran down her cheeks. Ten fierce ravens were raking her face with sharp talons and tearing off strips of flesh, leaving deep furrows that ran red with blood. She could taste it on her lips.

It hurts so much, she thought. Our children, Ned, all our sweet babes. Rickon, Bran, Arya, Sansa, Robb . . . Robb . . . please, Ned, please, make it stop, make it stop hurting . . . The white tears and the red ones ran together until her face was torn and tattered, the face that Ned had loved. Catelyn Stark raised her hands and watched the blood run down her long fingers, over her wrists, beneath the sleeves of her gown. Slow red worms crawled along her arms and under her clothes. It tickles . That made her laugh until she screamed. “Mad,” someone said, “she’s lost her wits,” and someone else said, “Make an end,” and a hand grabbed her scalp just as she’d done with Jinglebell, and she thought, No, don’t, don’t cut my hair, Ned loves my hair . Then the steel was at her throat, and its bite was red and cold.
A Storm of Swords (704).
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6. The Purple Wedding
The death of Joffrey Baratheon is perhaps one of the most celebrated moments of the series mostly because the little bastard had it coming, and in all honesty, he got it easier than he deserved. Surprisingly, the HBO series toned down his death slightly in comparison to the novel. Yet HBO did capture the one thing that satisfied all fans of the series, Joffrey died a terrified coward and a humiliating death.
In George R.R. Martin’s Words:
“He’s choking,” Queen Margaery gasped.

Her grandmother moved to her side. “Help the poor boy!” the Queen of Thorns screeched, in a voice ten times her size. “Dolts! Will you all stand about gaping? Help your king!”

Ser Garlan shoved Tyrion aside and began to pound Joffrey on the back. Ser Osmund Kettleblack ripped open the king’s collar. A fearful high thin sound emerged from the boy’s throat, the sound of a man trying to suck a river through a reed; then it stopped, and that was more terrible still. “Turn him over!” Mace Tyrell bellowed at everyone and no one. “Turn him over, shake him by his heels!” A different voice was calling, “Water, give him some water! ” The High Septon began to pray loudly. Grand Maester Pycelle shouted for someone to help him back to his chambers, to fetch his potions. Joffrey began to claw at his throat, his nails tearing bloody gouges in the flesh. Beneath the skin, the muscles stood out hard as stone. Prince Tommen was screaming and crying.

He is going to die, Tyrion realized. He felt curiously calm, though pandemonium raged all about him. They were pounding Joff on the back again, but his face was only growing darker. Dogs were barking, children were wailing, men were shouting useless advice at each other. Half the wedding guests were on their feet, some shoving at each other for a better view, others rushing for the doors in their haste to get away.

Ser Meryn pried the king’s mouth open to jam a spoon down his throat. As he did, the boy’s eyes met Tyrion’s. He has Jaime’s eyes . Only he had never seen Jaime look so scared. The boy’s only thirteen . Joffrey was making a dry clacking noise, trying to speak. His eyes bulged white with terror, and he lifted a hand . . . reaching for his uncle, or pointing . . . Is he begging my forgiveness, or does he think I can save him? “Noooo,” Cersei wailed, “Father help him, someone help him, my son, my son . . .”

Tyrion found himself thinking of Robb Stark. My own wedding is looking much better in hindsight . He looked to see how Sansa was taking this, but there was so much confusion in the hall that he could not find her. But his eyes fell on the wedding chalice, forgotten on the floor. He went and scooped it up. There was still a half-inch of deep purple wine in the bottom of it. Tyrion considered it a moment, then poured it on the floor.

Margaery Tyrell was weeping in her grandmother’s arms as the old lady said, “Be brave, be brave.” Most of the musicians had fled, but one last flutist in the gallery was blowing a dirge. In the rear of the throne room scuffling had broken out around the doors, and the guests were trampling on each other. Ser Addam’s gold cloaks moved in to restore order. Guests were rushing headlong out into the night, some weeping, some stumbling and retching, others white with fear. It occurred to Tyrion belatedly that it might be wise to leave himself.

When he heard Cersei’s scream, he knew that it was over.

I should leave. Now. Instead he waddled toward her.

His sister sat in a puddle of wine, cradling her son’s body. Her gown was torn and stained, her face white as chalk. A thin black dog crept up beside her, sniffing at Joffrey’s corpse. “The boy is gone, Cersei,” Lord Tywin said. He put his gloved hand on his daughter’s shoulder as one of his guardsmen shooed away the dog. “Unhand him now. Let him go.” She did not hear. It took two Kingsguard to pry loose her fingers, so the body of King Joffrey Baratheon could slide limp and lifeless to the floor.
A Storm of Swords (830).
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7. Lysa Stark and Littlefinger
While it wasn’t as shocking or even as surprising as the demise of other characters, the death of Lysa Stark was visually extraordinary.
In George R.R. Martin’s Words:
“Tears, tears, tears ,” she sobbed hysterically. “No need for tears . . . but that’s not what you said in King’s Landing. You told me to put the tears in Jon’s wine, and I did. For Robert, and for us! And I wrote Catelyn and told her the Lannisters had killed my lord husband, just as you said. That was so clever . . . you were always clever, I told Father that, I said Petyr’s so clever, he’ll rise high, he will, he will , and he’s sweet and gentle and I have his little baby in my belly . . . Why did you kiss her? Why? We’re together now, we’re together after so long, so very long, why would you want to kiss herrrrrr ?”

“Lysa,” Petyr sighed, “after all the storms we’ve suffered, you should trust me better. I swear, I shall never leave your side again, for as long as we both shall live.”

“Truly?” she asked, weeping. “Oh, truly? ”

“Truly. Now unhand the girl and come give me a kiss.”

Lysa threw herself into Littlefinger’s arms, sobbing. As they hugged, Sansa crawled from the Moon Door on hands and knees and wrapped her arms around the nearest pillar. She could feel her heart pounding. There was snow in her hair and her right shoe was missing. It must have fallen . She shuddered, and hugged the pillar tighter.

Littlefinger let Lysa sob against his chest for a moment, then put his hands on her arms and kissed her lightly. “My sweet silly jealous wife,” he said, chuckling. “I’ve only loved one woman, I promise you.”

Lysa Arryn smiled tremulously. “Only one? Oh, Petyr, do you swear it? Only one?

“Only Cat.” He gave her a short, sharp shove.

Lysa stumbled backward, her feet slipping on the wet marble. And then she was gone. She never screamed. For the longest time there was no sound but the wind.
A Storm of Swords (1114).

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8. “You know nothing, Jon Snow.”
The one relationship the television series took almost verbatim from the novels was Jon Snow and Ygritte, especially their last moment together. Even with the novel, her loss broke your heart.
In George R.R. Martin’s Words:
She just smiled at that. “D’you remember that cave? We should have stayed in that cave. I told you so.”

“We’ll go back to the cave,” he said. “You’re not going to die, Ygritte. You’re not.”

“Oh.” Ygritte cupped his cheek with her hand. “You know nothing, Jon Snow,” she sighed, dying.”
A Storm of Swords (754).

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9. Cersei’s Walk of Shame
It was one of the most shocking sequences of the series, both novel and television. HBO essentially took the sequence from George R.R. Martin’s novel word-for-word and translated them into a visual for audiences. The show even took the time to portray the smallest details from George R.R. Martin’s text, making the sequence even gritter and more difficult to watch. Added to that, Lena Headey’s acting during this sequence was astonishing, to say the least. 
In George R.R. Martin’s Words:
Septa Unella and Septa Moelle kept pace with her, with Septa Scolera scurrying behind, ringing a bell. “Shame,” the old hag called, “shame upon the sinner, shame, shame.” Somewhere off to the right, another voice sang counterpoint to hers, some baker’s boy shouting, “Meat pies, three pence, hot meat pies here.” The marble underfoot was cold and slick, and Cersei had to step carefully for fear of slipping. Their path took them past the statue of Baelor the Blessed, standing tall and serene upon his plinth, his face a study in benevolence. To look at him, you would never guess what a fool he’d been. The Targaryen dynasty had produced kings both bad and good, but none as beloved as Baelor, that pious gentle septon-king who loved the smallfolk and the gods in equal parts, yet imprisoned his own sisters. It was a wonder that his statue did not crumble at the sight of her bare breasts. Tyrion used to say that King Baelor was terrified of his own cock. Once, she recalled, he had expelled all the whores from King’s Landing. He prayed for them as they were driven from the city gates, the histories said, but would not look at them.


She did not feel beautiful, though. She felt old, used, filthy, ugly. There were stretch marks on her belly from the children she had borne, and her breasts were not as firm as they had been when she was younger. Without a gown to hold them up, they sagged against her chest. I should not have done this. I was their queen, but now they’ve seen, they’ve seen, they’ve seen. I should never have let them see . Gowned and crowned, she was a queen. Naked, bloody, limping, she was only a woman, not so very different from their wives, more like their mothers than their pretty little maiden daughters. What have I done?

There was something in her eyes, stinging, blurring her sight. She could not cry, she would not cry, the worms must never see her weep. Cersei rubbed her eyes with the heels of her hands. A gust of cold wind made her shiver violently.

And suddenly the hag was there, standing in the crowd with her pendulous teats and her warty greenish skin, leering with the rest, with malice shining from her crusty yellow eyes. “Queen you shall be,” she hissed, “until there comes another, younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all you hold most dear.”

And then there was no stopping the tears. They burned down the queen’s cheeks like acid. Cersei gave a sharp cry, covered her nipples with one arm, slid her other hand down to hide her slit, and began to run, shoving her way past the line of Poor Fellows, crouching as she scrambled crab-legged up the hill. Partway up she stumbled and fell, rose, then fell again ten yards farther on. The next thing she knew she was crawling, scrambling uphill on all fours like a dog as the good folks of King’s Landing made way for her, laughing and jeering and applauding her.
A Dance with Dragons (939).

Click the links below for the full sequence from the HBO show:
Part 1
Part 2

10. The Death of Jon Snow
The novel was just as ambiguous as the show was regarding Jon Snow’s death. All we know is that he was stabbed multiple times and is presumably dead. Nonetheless, the novel and TV series are practically in sync with this scene. 
In George R.R. Martin’s Words:
“No blades!” he screamed.

“Wick, put that knife …” … away , he meant to say. When Wick Whittlestick slashed at his throat, the word turned into a grunt. Jon twisted from the knife, just enough so it barely grazed his skin. He cut me . When he put his hand to the side of his neck, blood welled between his fingers. “Why?”

“For the Watch.” Wick slashed at him again. This time Jon caught his wrist and bent his arm back until he dropped the dagger. The gangling steward backed away, his hands upraised as if to say, Not me, it was not me . Men were screaming. Jon reached for Longclaw, but his fingers had grown stiff and clumsy. Somehow he could not seem to get the sword free of its scabbard.

Then Bowen Marsh stood there before him, tears running down his cheeks. “For the Watch.” He punched Jon in the belly. When he pulled his hand away, the dagger stayed where he had buried it.

Jon fell to his knees. He found the dagger’s hilt and wrenched it free. In the cold night air the wound was smoking. “Ghost,” he whispered. Pain washed over him. Stick them with the pointy end . When the third dagger took him between the shoulder blades, he gave a grunt and fell face-first into the snow. He never felt the fourth knife. Only the cold …
A Dance with Dragons (999).
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The Sixth season of Game of Thrones will premiere on HBO on April 24th, 2016

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