Leave one wolf alive, and the sheep are never safe
Back in Braavos before I got my first face, there was a game I used to play, the game of faces. It's simple, I ask you a question about yourself, and you try to make lies sound like the truth. If you fool me, you win, if I catch you lie, you lose
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
I'm not the Red Woman. Take your own bloody pants off.
