If I wanted to honor you, I´d let you retire. I am planing to make you run the kingdom and fight the wars while I eat and drink
If I wanted to honor you, I´d let you retire. I am planing to make you run the kingdom and fight the wars while I eat and drink
I've lost a hand, a father, a son, a sister, and a lover, and soon enough I will lose a brother. And yet they keep telling me House Lannister won this war.
The singers make much of kings who die valiantly in battle, but your life is worth more than a song.
They are children, Sansa thought. They are silly little girls, even Elinor. They've never seen a battle, they've never seen a man die, they know nothing. Their dreams were full of songs and stories, the way hers had been before Joffrey cut her fathers head off. Sansa pitied them. Sansa envied them.
Children are a battle of a different sort. ... A battle without banners or warhorns but no less fierce.
Lady, I have never been a hero, no Ryam Redwyne or Barristan the Bold. I've won no tourneys, no renown in war... but I was a knight once, and you have helped me remember what that meant. My life is a poor thing, but it is yours.
Some men want whores on the eve of battle, and some want gods. Jon wondered who felt better afterward.
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