I didn't want to give you the satisfaction of thinking I cared enough to ask
This is what ruling is, lying on a bed of weeds, ripping them out by the root, one by one, before they strangle you in your sleep
If I wanted to kill you, do you think I'd let a wooden door stop me?
I killed your High Sparrow and all his little sparrows. All his septons, all his septas, all his filthy soldiers, because it felt good to watch them burn
