It's for the queen I bet. I hear she's a sleek bit of mink.
I will kill that man. I don't care how many arrows they feather me with, how many spears they run through me
My sword is yours, in victory and defeat, from this day until my last day
I'm going to find out who did this. I'm going to feed them to the sharks while they live. I swear it by the Salt Throne
