My greatest regret is that Oberyn died fighting for you
Elia Martell murdered, and you did nothing. Oberyn Martell butchered, and you did nothing. You're not a Dornishman. You're not our prince
It's always changing, who we're supposed to love and who we're not.
We don't need an army to start a war
We must avenge Oberyn ourselves
Let me send her to Cersei, one finger at a time
Remove yourself from my path, or I'll take that long axe and I'll shove it up your...