Septa Mordane used to crack my knuckles cause I couldn't write as well as you
You're right. We can't trust him. He attacked my father in the streets. He tried to destroy my house and my family, the same as he did yours.
I'm glad we never met at the field Ser Barristan. As is my wife. I don't think the widow's life would suit her
I'm sure I can't have been great fun. Always sulking in the corner while the rest of you played
