You're not in your sanctuary now, my dear. All I have to do is whistle and my men will stroll in here and bash you about until I tell them to stop
I'm leaving this wretched city as fast as I can before that shoeless zealot throws me into one of his cells
Tell Cersei, I want her to know it was me
I can't remember a queen who was better loved than my granddaughter. The common people loved her. The nobles loved her.