Brave men, all of you. Butchered a woman pregnant with her babe. Cut the throat of a mother of five. Slaughtered your guests after inviting them into your home. But you didn't slaughter every one of the Starks. No, no, that was your mistake.
Lots of things make me happy, like killing Polliver, killing Rorge
When people ask you what happened here... Tell them the North remembers. Tell them winter came for House Frey.
The queen loves her son more than anything. And he was taken from her before she could say good-bye. She wouldn't just cry. She would be angry