My father always told the truth
I remember you, standing on that platform with Joffrey and Cersei when they dragged father to the block. I remember the pretty dress you were wearing. I remember the fancy way you did your hair
You freed me from the monsters who murdered my family and you gave me to other monsters who murdered my family
As long as the Boltons hold Winterfell, the North is divided. And a divided North won't stand a chance against the Night King
