A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad the good
Robert is dead and a bastard pretender soils my throne while the realm fills with schemers and traitors. But the rightful king is coming for them all. And l will not stop until l have scoured this land clean of abomination
Bend the knee, I promise you mercy
When Eddard Stark learned the truth, he told only me. I'll not make the same mistake
