I remember you, standing on that platform with Joffrey and Cersei when they dragged father to the block. I remember the pretty dress you were wearing. I remember the fancy way you did your hair
How you can let her marry someone like that?
The queen loves her son more than anything. And he was taken from her before she could say good-bye. She wouldn't just cry. She would be angry
I'm a Stark, a Direwolf. Direwolves don't cry!