As long as the Boltons hold Winterfell, the North is divided. And a divided North won't stand a chance against the Night King
I remember the day you came into this world, red faced and squalling. And now I find you leading a host to war
If we can't protect our own bannermen, why should they protect us?
I knew what I was doing was against the rules, but he was smiling, so I knew it wasn't wrong. The rules were wrong. I was doing what I was meant to be doing and he knew. Now he's dead, killed by the Lannisters, with your help