You grew up with actors, You learned their craft and you learnt it well. But I grew up with soldiers. I learned how to die a long time ago
I followed you into war, twice, without doubts, without second thoughts. But I will not follow you now
I, Eddard of the house Stark, lord of Winterfell and warden of the North, sentence you to die.
The Robert I grew up with didn't tremble at the shadow of an unborn child