I always envied Oberyn. He lived. He truly lived. Sailed around the world. Fought men from every country. Lay with the most beautiful women alive. And men
I've seen war. I've seen the bodies piled on the battlefields. I've seen the orphans starving in the cities
Oberyn was slain during a trial by combat, by law, that is no murder
We do not mutilate little girls for vengeance