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This... this isn't the end.
have been working on it for months.
And as a mother, that is your right.
Your Grace.
extricating Sansa, getting her here alive.
Cut me loose, Hodor.
Do you know how much gold was mined in the Westerlands this past year?
You know what's wrong with honor?
They've never been more vulnerable.
I can't sleep until I say the names.
By the time you were born, your father's austerity had become hers.
The most obvious thing. Your Uncle Brandon.
Our last working mine ran dry three years ago.
Never, my lady. I'm your squire.
but they had these mountains
I'm helping you with your armor.
The things he did shocked me.
Get some rest.
A touch of class.
- Please. - Hodor.
He's only a boy.
I'll take you to him.
I've got to have a piss.
Haven't a clue.
Syrio didn't have a sword. Or armor. Just a stick.
We can find you work. Keep you safe.
You have several, don't you?
There's a hut on the West Side of the keep. We should steer clear of it.
He's so kind.
of the House Baratheon First of His Name.
We'll have a trial, anyway.
Why should anyone trust me?
Did he force himself on you?
- It was not. - Was? He dead?
if I can't control Slaver's Bay?
Well, I'm half Tully.
Doesn't matter what they do.
Get the fire going again. We're all freezing.
the way you love your first child.
Doesn't matter. The answer is the same.
Let me bathe and dress for the occasion.