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“Dead is dead,” he said. “We have no business with the dead.”
Will had felt as though something were watching him, something cold and implacable that loved him not. Gared had felt it too. Will wanted nothing so much as to ride hellbent for the safety of the Wall, but that was not a feeling to share with your commander.
Ser Waymar Royce
Will had been a hunter before he joined the Night’s Watch.
poacher
where Maester Aemon had cut the ears away.
They were gone. All the bodies were gone.
Will thought, he was a boy no longer, but a man of the Night’s Watch.
The right eye was open. The pupil burned blue. It saw.
Jon was fourteen,
“Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid?”
“As did the Targaryen kings before him. Yet our way is the older way. The blood of the First Men still flows in the veins of the Starks, and we hold to the belief that the man who passes the sentence should swing the sword.
If you would take a man’s life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. And if you cannot bear to do that, then perhaps the man does not deserve to die.
A ruler who hides behind paid executioners soon forgets what death is.”
“There are five of them.”
like the lord he would someday be.
“You have five trueborn children,” Jon said. “Three sons, two daughters. The direwolf is the sigil of your House. Your children were meant to have these pups, my lord.”
“I am no Stark, Father.”
sixth pup.
fur was white, where the rest of the litter was grey. His eyes were as red as the blood of the ragged man who had died that morning. Bran thought it curious that this pup alone would have opened his eyes while the others were still blind. “An albino,”
“This one belongs to me.”
and the gods who lived here had no names.
And winter is coming.”
The Stark words.
Family mottoes, touchstones, prayers of sorts, they boasted of honor and glory, promised loyalty and truth, swore faith and courage. All but the Starks. Winter is coming,
Catelyn had no love for swords, but she could not deny that Ice had its own beauty.
Starks were Kings in the North.
She could not remember ever wearing anything so soft. It frightened her.
His anger was a terrible thing when roused. Viserys called it “waking the dragon.”
she wished she could be out there with them,
with no past and no future
She had been born on Dragonstone
Her mother had died birthing her, and for that her brother Viserys had never forgiven her.
but he had always been kind to Dany.
They were slaves,
For centuries the Targaryens had married brother to sister, since Aegon the Conqueror had taken his sisters to bride.
“Now you look all a princess,”
oh :(
She felt a sudden chill, and gooseflesh pimpled her bare arms.
poor thing is feeling lower than the ground right now
“as he killed my brother Rhaegar. And Lannister too, the Kingslayer, for what he did to my father.”
Daenerys looked at them all in wonder … and realized, with a sudden start of fear, that she was the only woman there.
Khal Drogo has never lost a fight. He is Aegon the Dragonlord come again, and you will be his queen.”
King’s Landing, and Dragonstone, and all the realm they had lost.
There was no home there for him.
where Robert had accepted the rebel lord’s surrender and Ned had taken his son Theon as hostage and ward, the king had gained at least eight stone.
“Kings are a rare sight in the north.”
“But the Starks will endure. We always have.”
His father had been forced to watch him die. He was the true heir, the eldest, born to rule.
“I vowed to kill Rhaegar for what he did to her.”
Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.
“I have more concern for my nephew’s welfare than I do for Lannister pride,” Ned declared.
