Can They Love Without A Word For

A Mind Needs Books As A Sword Needs A Whetstone, If It Is To Keep Its Edge.

The Morning Had Dawned Clear And Cold, With A Crispness That Hinted At The End Of Summer.

A Lord Must Learn That Sometimes Words Can Accomplish What Swords Cannot.

His Sister Liked To Think Of Herself As Lord Tywin With Teats, But She Was Wrong. Their Father Had Been As Relentless And Implacable As A Glacier, Where Cercei Was All Wildfire, Especially When Thwarted.

...and When You’ve Known Me Longer, You’ll Learn That I Mean Everything I Say.” “even The Lies?” “especially The Lies.