There's nothing quite like it, is there? The love of the people. Though I suppose you wouldn't know
But we're family. The last Greyjoys left in the world. The last ones with balls anyway.
This is the life. Look at them, cheering for a Greyjoy
No one loved him. No one wanted to follow him. He led us into two wars we couldn't win. I apologize to you all for not killing him years ago