I took you under my protection in front of the rulers of my city.

lt was my choice to say the words.

That was the best day of my life.

But in the name of my son, the King in the North,

We could start the search fresh in the morning, my lord.

Robb's in the Riverlands. My sister's in Deepwood Motte.

My legacy will be determined in the coming months.

I'm looking at spending the rest of my life

I led my people out of the Red Waste and into the slaughterhouse.

Your dragons will bring the world nothing but death and misery, my dear.

my royal husband would flee to the trees with his huntsmen and his hounds.

I couldn't bring myself to go and sit with my family at a table so far on the edge of the feast

I did not leave the comfort of my home to come to yours and be called a thief.