There's no need to execute me, Ser Davos. I'll be dead before the dawn.
There's only one God Ser Davos, and he only protects those who serve him
When I was your age, I lived on one bowl of stew a day. And stew is a kind word for it.
If the lamb sees the knife, she panics. Her panic seeps into her meat, darkens it, fouls the flavor
