He’s a traitor.
My name is Brienne, not wench.
and she thought, no, don’t, don’t cut my hair, ned loves my hair. then the steel was at her throat, and its bite was red and cold.
inspired by this
I am the blood of Winterfell.
Madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. Every time a Targaryen is born, the gods toss the coin in the air, and the world holds its breath to see how it will land.
– The Lannisters send their regards.