You know what? He kind of likes this whole... living thing.

Eddard shut his eyes and lay his sword on the ground. "I... You win, Kingslayer. I surrender. Just... spare my daughters..."

Ser Jaime smiled. "Oh, I can do that, Stark." He glanced at his men. "Put him in chains!"

A wicked smile touched Cersei's face. "Oh--let him know the indignity he tried to make me suffer," she said, leaning forward to her twin's ear. "Strip him, and force him to march naked into camp."

The Kingslayer let out a dark laugh. "Oh, I like that." And so Eddard found himself being marched naked back to Robert's tent.