Jon Snow is alive because the Lord willed it
My time whispering in the ears of kings has come to an end
Do you hear them screaming? All those burning men in the water crying for their mothers, for their Gods for help?
When I was your age, I lived on one bowl of stew a day. And stew is a kind word for it.
The Lord's fire lives within me, Jon Snow.
Are you a virgin?
Sometimes sacrifices must be made to ensure victory