A sword swallower through and through
I'd hate to die like your son, clawing at my neck, foam and bile spilling from my mouth, eyes bloodred, skin purple. Must have been horrible for you as a kingsguard, as a father. It was horrible for me, a shocking scene. Not at all what I intended
I'm leaving this wretched city as fast as I can before that shoeless zealot throws me into one of his cells
You don't think I'd let you marry that beast, do you?
