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“A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. Each should have its own reward.”

-Davos II, A Clash Of Kings
#ASongOfIceAndFire 🎨DenisMaznev

Asha knew how it went with little brothers. She remembered Theon as a boy, a shy child who lived in awe, and fear, of Rodrik and Maron. ‘They never grow out of it,’ she decided. ‘A little brother may live to be a hundred, but he will always be a little brother.’

“Stannis may take the throne, but I will not suffer him to judge me. I do not mean for him to have us alive.”

“Us?”

“You heard me. So perhaps you had best pray again, Sansa, & for a different outcome. The Starks will have no joy from the fall of House Lannister, I promise you.”

“Ser Vardis will make short work of the sellsword.”

“Will he?” Catelyn said coolly. “I wonder.” She had seen Bronn fight on the high road; it was no accident he survived the journey while other men died. He moved like a panther, & that ugly sword of his seemed a part of his arm.

“A great knife of pain ripped down her back, and she felt her skin tear open and smelled the stench of burning blood and saw the shadow of wings. And Daenerys Targaryen flew.

“… wake the dragon …”

-Daenerys IX, A Game Of Thrones
#ASongOfIceAndFire 🎨MarcinBystrzycki

“When we were sore beset and friendless, hounded from our homes and in peril of our lives, the wolves took us in and nourished us and protected us against our enemies. The city is built upon the land they gave us. In return we swore that we should always be their men. Stark men!”

He vaulted over the gunwale, landing on the deck below with his golden cloak billowing behind him. The white roses drew back, as men always did at the sight of Victarion Greyjoy armed and armored, his face hidden behind his kraken helm.

“I hope Your Grace will pardon me. Your king is trapped. Death in four.”

The prince stared at the board. “My dragon—”

“—is too far away to save you. You should have moved her to the center of the battle.”

“But you said—”

“I lied. Trust no one. And keep your dragon close.”

‘Robert should have scoured the isles after Balon Greyjoy rose against him,’ Cersei thought. ‘He smashed their fleet, burned their towns, and broke their castles, but when he had them on their knees he let them up again. He should have made another island of their skulls.’

Lady Catelyn’s fingers dug deep into her throat, and the words came rattling out, choked and broken. The northman said,“She says that you must choose. Take the sword and slay the Kingslayer, or be hanged for a betrayer. The sword or the noose, she says. Choose, she says. Choose.”