I’d Be Anonymous. That’s What I’d Do

When You Know What A Man Wants You Know Who He Is, And How To Move Him.

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.

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

She Was No Stranger To Waiting, After All. Her Man Had Always Made Her Wait.

I Think Life Is A Jape. Yours, Mine, Everyone's