Now, dismount and kneel before me, surrender your army and proclaim me the true Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North
Jealousy bores me. You remember what happens to people who bore me?
My mother taught me not to throw stones at cripples... But my father taught me to aim for their head
Let's play a game. Run to your brother. The sooner you make it to him, the sooner you get to see him again