All Dwarfs May Be Bastards Yet Not

She Went To The Window Seat And Sat There, Sniffling, Hating Them All, And Herself Most Of All. It Was All Her Fault, Everything Bad That Had Happened.

They Were Never My Pack, Not Even Hot Pie And Gendry. I Was Stupid To Think So, Just A Stupid Little Girl, And No Wolf At All.

A Man Of The Night's Watch Lives His Life For The Realm. Not For A King, Nor A Lord, Nor The Honor Of This House Or That House, Neither For Gold Nor Glory Nor A Woman's Love, But For The Realm, And All The People In It. A Man Of The Night's Watch Takes No Wife And Fathers No Sons. Our Wife Is Duty. Our Mistress Is Honor. And You Are The Only Sons We Shall Ever Know.

I Have A Hole Where My Heart Should Be, She Thought, And Nowhere Else To Go.

I Have Always Regarded Historical Fiction And Fantasy As Sisters Under The Skin, Two Genres Separated At Birth.