Only death may pay for life.
The saying is not new. We heard these words from the lips of Mirri Maz Duur in Episode 1.09 last year. Tonight this rule of life was given verbal form by Jaqen Hghar, formerly a despised criminal, now a Lannister man-at-arms. Arya recoiled from the man clothed in the garb of her enemy. But he posed a question germane not only to Arya, but to all of us: You fetch water for one of them now. Why is this right for you and wrong for me? Why do we account him an enemy when he merely conforms to behaviour we would expect of anyoneeven ourselvesin such a difficult circumstance? Arya Stark fetches water for Tywin Lannister, Jaqen Hghar fetches laws of nature for Arya Stark. The question we really ought to be asking ourselves, I believe, goes back to Season One: If one such as Jaqen Hghar is privy to the intimate structure of the universe and its immutable ways and precepts, why was he ever locked in an iron cage?
Tonight was a study in symmetries ignoredharmonies unobserved, rhythms unappreciated, equalities unexpressed. The night is dark and full of terrors most of all because of our ignorance of the ways of woman and nature and man. Many of the characters tonight stumbled about in the darkness of unknowing, a few struggled to observe, appreciate, express. This essay is my attempt to make sense of wildfire, restrained love, shadowy daggers, and sparkling gems. Look closely enough and you can see the harmonies and rhythms for yourself.