A Dance with Dragons (A Song of Ice and Fire, #5)

by George R.R. Martin

It is too late for such misgivings. You made your choice.

I dont remember what were the choices

I will not suffer such abominations here. This is not King’s Landing.”

lol this was petty af

Cletus Yronwood

Gerris Drinkwater

Borrells,

The glass candles are burning. Soon comes the pale mare, and after her the others. Kraken and dark flame, lion and griffin, the sun’s son and the mummer’s dragon. Trust none of them. Remember the Undying. Beware the perfumed seneschal.”

Child of three, they called me. Three mounts they promised me, three

fires, and three treasons. One for blood and one for gold and one for …”

One by one, the men of the Golden Company rose, knelt, and laid their swords at the feet of his young prince.

No singer would ever make a song about that battle. No maester would ever write down an account for one of the Reader’s beloved books. No banners flew, no warhorns moaned, no great lord called his men about him to hear his final ringing words.

he thought he glimpsed Illyrio Mopatis, but it was only one of those white dwarf elephants passing the front door.

the shade omg

Lady Barbrey,

Lord Brynden

Abel’s plan might not seem quite so mad.