Ser C:
If she can have the old High Septon killed then she can install the new one.
Well, no actually. She can't, and this is the whole point. Killing the old High Septon was easy (and stupid). All she needed was a flunky with no qualms, and they're not in short supply.
Influencing the election of the new one required some nous, of which Cersei is short. She assumed things would go as they always had, not realising that the process would be short-circuited, because she simply didn't see the sparrows as a threat. This is characteristic of her: she never views the commons as a threat, in any form. She always ignores them.
Same applies to arming the Faith. She simply doesn't see armed commoners as a threat, and assumes that arming the noble order means nothing because they were (individually) armed anyway. She can't adapt to thinking of new threats: all her threat perceptions are attuned to the nobility. She's trapped in old patterns of thinking, which is stupid, of course, but means that she thinks she
has control of the mob, because she controls the court, and the court controls everything. Which up until now was true...
Aemon has an epiphany out of the blue
Ah, but it wasn't out of the blue, and this is the key bit.
It reveals that Rhaegar had consulted Aemon over the prophecy of the Prince who was Promised, so Aemon has been considering the matter for the better part of two decades. He lacked only one key bit of information, which Sam provides.
Another one I like is Baelish plot line, this guy must have used the Jedi Mind Trick on the vale lords. The vale lords - "Hey, we don't like you". Baelish - "Yes, you do". The vale lords - "Maybe we do". I mean what was that? None of them can see this? Did they all attend the Cersei stupid school?
At least two of them
do see through the trick, but decide to go along with it, partly because they are forced to by appearances (Corbray was supposed to be on their side, so when he draws steel, it shows them up. The only thing they can do is denounce him as LF's catspaw - with no proof, which will simply make them look stupid).
But also, of course, because they have another option: Harry the Heir. Royce plans to marry his daughter to Harry, remember?
This explains why he gives in - he has a plan B. He doesn't know (how could he?) that LF knows this and intends to hijack it.
My point wasn't that I judge books by their length, I was simply pointing out that Martin's commentary regarding the length of the book didn't make sence in light of the fact that the previous book is almost 50% longer then this one. Meaning he certainly could have included a heck of a lot more chapters, he didn't for one simple reason, they aren't ready.
OK:
1. If he had included any more chapters, the PB would have to be split as with ASOS. Plus, it would not make sense to include (say) half the Dany chapters in AFFC, thematically or structurally.
2. He has a lot more chapters ready to be published. Three of them have been published already, and at least six more on top of those have been read to audiences at cons. ADWD is 50% finished in MS form, with a good deal more in draft form and most of the rest in outline.
3. Did you grouse about the length of AGOT? It's shorter, he could have included more chapters in that, right?
Boaz: well, GRRM has said he'd ideally like to wait and publish the whole thing when it's finished, but this, I'm afraid, is where money
does come into it: as he's a professional writer, he needed to publish.
Tbh, I have the distinct impression that finances no longer dictate that, given the phenomenal success of the first three books. But imagine the outcry if he said 'no more until I'm finished'.
Oh, and Ser C: anyone who thinks that George makes appearances for money is being rather naive.
Cons don't pay enough for anyone to make a living appearing at them. You're lucky if you get accommodation and travel costs covered, even as a guest. George goes to cons because he loves cons, which is obvious to anyone who's seen him drink fans twenty years his junior under the table then get up for a reading next day...