Uncle, you can be my cupbearer seeing as you're too cowardly to fight
Pick up your sword butcher's boy, let's see how good you are.
I'm going to give you a present. After I raise my armies and kill your traitor brother, I'm going to give you his head as well
We'll crush the Northerners, hand their Lords, burn their strongholds, sow their fields with salt, and no one will think of rebelling for another century
