A Clash of Kings – The Red Wedding
Farther on she came upon a feast of corpses. Savagely slaughtered, the feasters lay strewn across overturned chairs and hacked trestle tables, asprawl in pools of congealing blood. Some had lost limbs, even heads. Severed hands clutched bloody cups, wooden spoons, roast fowl, heels of bread. In a throne above them sat a dead man with the head of a wolf. He wore an iron crown and held a leg of lamb in one hand as a king might hold a scepter, and his eyes followed Dany with mute appeal.
A Clash of Kings Chapter 48 – Daenerys
In the house of the undying Dany gets a vision of the Red Wedding. Isn’t it interesting how the only people who get accurate prophecies in this setting are the people who can’t make any use of them, even if they could understand them at all.
I have mixed feelings about this one. The scene was one of the ones that demanded to be drawn. The composition came to me quickly. But once again, I really shouldn’t do these sketches when I’m not properly rested. So, while I think it’s mostly okay, all of the dead men are a bit of a mess.