No one can protect me. No one can protect anyone
I, Eddard of the house Stark, lord of Winterfell and warden of the North, sentence you to die.
Back in Braavos before I got my first face, there was a game I used to play, the game of faces. It's simple, I ask you a question about yourself, and you try to make lies sound like the truth. If you fool me, you win, if I catch you lie, you lose
If the day ever comes when that boy would rather wield a sword than forge one, you send him to me
