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And yet here I am.

Please forgive me if you can.

Your reign is over.

SANSA: And then he kidnapped her and raped her.

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

send their regards.

- (distant chatter) - (distant metal clanging)

Clever fellow. Can't argue with his logic.

your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton.

If the maesters are right, it'll be the coldest one in a thousand years.

but you refused the call.

He brings the storm.

I'm a bit old for all that.

I'll need to make alliances.

- (crowd murmuring) - (gasps)

You gave me your word.

And I will stand behind Jon Snow...

Where will you go?

You talk about war as if you're an expert,

I chose the wrong words.

She killed my granddaughter.

Listen to me, Ned.

There's finally peace in Meereen.

You're not going to die for quite a while.

Pull it out of my mind

We received no report from the maester at Castle Black.

and accept whatever punishment the gods deem just.

The great war is coming

Do you have anything to say for yourself?

You had feasts.

(choir continues)

Later. Go away.

are madmen like your father.

Could have been worse, Jon Snow.

Fire and blood.

to those who kneel before her.

You told me Lord Baelish sold you to the Boltons.

Your gods have forsaken you.