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“My father was a traitor,” Sansa said at once. “And my brother and lady mother are traitors as well.” That reflex she had learned quickly. “I am loyal to my beloved Joffrey.”
“No doubt. As loyal as a deer surrounded by wolves.”
“Lions,” she whispered, without thinking.
“You had put the wildlings to flight, & the skinchanger Mance left to guard his queen went mad when the eagle burned.” Jon looked at Melisandre. “Some say that was your doing.”
She smiled, her long hair tumbling across her face. “The Lord of Light has fiery talons, Jon Snow.”
Give me sweet lies, and keep your bitter truths.
-Tyrion IX, A Storm Of Swords
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Mero wiped his sword on his breeches. “Who’s next?”
“I am.” Arstan Whitebeard leapt from his horse & stood over her.
“Grandfather,” Mero said, “run off before I–”
The old man feinted with 1 end of the staff, pulled back, & whipped the other end about faster than Dany believed.
“We won’t tell Jon,we’ll just be there 1 day, you & me. It will be an adventure.”
“An adventure,” Bran repeated wistfully. He heard his brother sob. The room was so dark he could not see the tears on Robb’s face, so he reached out & found his hand. Their fingers twined together.
“That’s cold,” she said. “Go on, be quick about it.”
He raised Longclaw over his head, both hands tight around the grip. One cut, with all my weight behind it. He could give her a quick clean death, at least. He was his father’s son. Wasn’t he? Wasn’t he?
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“Lady,” he said, tasting the name. He had never paid much attention to the names the children had picked, but looking at her now, he knew that Sansa had chosen well. She looked at him with bright eyes, and he ruffled her thick grey fur.
Shortly, Jory brought him Ice.
The goat wants me to piss my breeches & beg his mercy,but he’ll never have that pleasure. He was a Lannister of Casterly Rock, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard; no sellsword would make him scream.
Sunlight ran along the arakh as it came down, too fast to see. And Jaime screamed.
“What of Sarella? She is a woman grown, almost twenty.”
“Unless she returns to Dorne, there’s naught I can do about Sarella save pray that she shows more sense than her sisters. Leave her to her … game.”
-The Captain Of Guards, AFFC
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“Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid?” he heard his own voice say, small & far away.
And his father’s voice replied. “That is the only time a man can be brave.”
Now, Bran, the crow urged. Choose. Fly or die.
Death reached for him, screaming.
Bran spread his arms & flew.