I don't like you Lord Baelish, I don't like your face. I don't like the words that come oozing out of your mouth
You were right, Varys, Littlefinger, my brother... Worthless. No one to tell me "No" but you. Only you
I'm not trying to honor you, I'm trying to get you to run my kingdom while I eat, drink and whore my way to an early grave.
You have no idea what people will do