The ironborn will reave and pillage, as it was in the old days
My real father lost his head at King's Landing
I will kill that man. I don't care how many arrows they feather me with, how many spears they run through me
You know what it's like to be told how lucky you are to be someone's prisoner?
The sea is in my blood
I wasn't born to be king. I paid the iron price
I never demand, but I'm up for anything, really