Robert told me to hold Storm's End, so I held it. Then he told me to give it to renly, so I gave it up
Joffrey, Renly, Robb Stark, they are all thieves
If I do not press my claim, my claim will be forgotten
Robert is dead and a bastard pretender soils my throne while the realm fills with schemers and traitors. But the rightful king is coming for them all. And l will not stop until l have scoured this land clean of abomination