She Walked Fast, To Keep Ahead Of

In King’s Landing, There Are Two Sorts Of People. The Players And The Pieces… Every Man’s A Piece To Start With, And Every Maid As Well. Even Some Who Think They Are Players." Petyr Baelish

The Best Calumnies Are Spiced With Truth.

Let Him Grow Taller,she Asked The Gods.let Him Know Sixteen, And Twenty, And Fifty. Let Him Grow As Tall As His Father, And Hold His Own Son In His Arms. Please, Please, Please.

What Is Honor Compared To A Woman's Love? What Is Duty Against The Feel Of A Newborn Son In Your Arms . . . Or The Memory Of A Brother's Smile? Wind And Words. Wind And Words. We Are Only Human, And The Gods Have Fashioned Us For Love. That Is Our Great Glory, And Our Great Tragedy.

Is It Treason To Say The Truth? A Bitter Truth, But No Less True For That.