You can't make me. I will starve myself. I will die before I have to go there
The worst ones always live
You should be on your knees thanking me, you're standing in Winterfell because of me. You didn't win it back, Jon didn't win it back. He lost the battle of the Bastards. The knights of the Vale won the battle, and they rode North for me
It would be back luck to kill a man on your name day