I Don't Want To Be A Queen.

Of Course It’s Not Enough To Be A Good Man To Be An Effective Ruler And It Never Has Been.

The Pale Pink Light Of Dawn Sparkled On Branch And Leaf And Stone. Every Blade Of Grass Was Carved From Emerald, Every Drip Of Water Turned To Diamond. Flowers And Mushrooms Alike Wore Coats Of Glass. Even The Mud Puddles Had A Bright Brown Sheen. Through The Shimmering Greenery, The Black Tents Of His Brothers Were Encased In A Fine Glaze Of Ice. So There Is Magic Beyond The Wall After All.

Jay Wondered How They'd Feel The Morning They All Woke Up And Realized That Somehow Camelot Had Turned Into Mordor.

One Of Your Northmen Hit Me With A Morningstar During The Battle On The Green Fork. I Escaped Him By Falling Off My Horse. (tyrion)

A Mad Man Sees What He Sees.