The Many-Faced God stole a few more from me. But I'm glad he left me you
When people ask you what happened here... Tell them the North remembers. Tell them winter came for House Frey.
Back in Braavos before I got my first face, there was a game I used to play, the game of faces. It's simple, I ask you a question about yourself, and you try to make lies sound like the truth. If you fool me, you win, if I catch you lie, you lose
I knew what I was doing was against the rules, but he was smiling, so I knew it wasn't wrong. The rules were wrong. I was doing what I was meant to be doing and he knew. Now he's dead, killed by the Lannisters, with your help
