“You figure to row all the way to King’s Landing, wench?” “You will call me Brienne. Not wench.” “My name is Ser Jaime. Not Kingslayer.” “Do you deny that you slew a king?” “No. Do you deny your sex? If so, unlace those breeches and show me.” He gave her an innocent smile. “I’d ask you to open your bodice, but from the look of you that wouldn’t prove much.”

