Someday I'm gonna put a sword through your eye and out of the back of your skull
Septa Mordane used to crack my knuckles cause I couldn't write as well as you
We both wanted to be other people when we were younger. You wanted to be a queen, to sit next to a handsome, young king on the Iron Throne. I wanted to be a knight, to pick up a sword like father and off to battle
I'm not the Red Woman. Take your own bloody pants off.
