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I always hoped he'd be like Jaime.
-Where are you going? -To tell Her Grace.
I believe it's my last night in this world.
You don't know, do you?
Come see them.
That will be all.
(DOGS BARKlNG)
And Ned Stark always said 500 men could hold Winterfell against 1 0,000.
Killing is the sweetest thing there is.
You know nothing Jon Snow
Enjoying your first hunt?
Wait, I know that farm.
When your son returns, I will demand this murderer's head.
lf someone tried to tell us we couldn't lie down as man and woman,
A rare substance.
Get back! I want his head!
Where are they?
I led my people out of the Red Waste and into the slaughterhouse.
The Great Hall had 35 hearths.
Your dragons wait for you in the House of the Undying.
POV : ma réaction quand qq’un qui n’a jamais
He procured them for me.
You'll be glad of the hateful things I do someday when you're queen
Your Grace.
the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm.
She's a heroine of yours, I take it?
-Even you, sweet giant. -(CHUCKLES) Hodor.
But shouldn't I love Joffrey, Your Grace?
stand down.
You are a man without honor.
that the honorable Lord Eddard Stark
She admired your spirit, Your Grace.
That's what Jaime and I would say to each other in our moments of doubt.
"l can show you the bruise on me tailbone.
Permit me to share some womanly wisdom with you on this very special day.
lt is the first time.
Go back to Winterfell.
Who did you say your mother was again?
Never.
Come to say goodbye, Lady Stark?
Oh, that's all right, then.
The Stated of Two Speakers, they're calling it
Enough!
and those in the center make room for them, willingly or otherwise.
Where will you run to, Daenerys Stormborn?
A rare substance.
You're not very good at pretending.
300 years after his death.
The Starks are very careful.
-The boy can't survive on walnuts. -I'm fine.
Eat.
But it did happen under your roof.
Who are my people?
Even his birth, I labored a day and a half to bring him into this world.
We chose Mance Rayder to lead us.
They'll wave dragon banners and shout my name?
lf every man were held accountable for the actions of every distant relative, Ser Alton,
Have you gone soft clegane