Septa Mordane used to crack my knuckles cause I couldn't write as well as you
You want to do the asking? Are you sure? The game of faces didn't turn out so well for the last person who asked me questions
I don't talk to traitors
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.
