Littlefinger Looked Like A Boy Who Had

I Am Cersei Of House Lannister, A Lion Of The Rock, The Rightful Queen Of These Seven Kingdoms, Trueborn Daughter Of Tywin Lannister. And Hair Grows Back.

Light Our Fire And Protect Us From The Dark, Blah Blah, Light Our Way And Keep Us Toasty Warm, The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors, Save Us From The Scary Things, And Blah Blah Blah Some More.

I Thank You For Calling Them Off, Young Ser. I Promise You, They Would Have Found Me Indigestible.

Make No Mistake, Dwarf. I Fought For You, But I Do Not Love You'' ''it Was Your Blade I Needed'' Tyrion Said, ''not Your Love.

You Could Make A Poultice Out Of Mud To Cool A Fever. You Could Plant Seeds In Mud And Grow A Crop To Feed Your Children. Mud Would Nourish You, Where Fire Would Only Consume You, But Fools And Children And Young Girls Would Choose Fire Every Time.