17 years ago, you rode off with Robert Baratheon. You came back a year later with another woman's son
You should be on your knees thanking me, you're standing in Winterfell because of me. You didn't win it back, Jon didn't win it back. He lost the battle of the Bastards. The knights of the Vale won the battle, and they rode North for me
I don't care what you swear, because you're a liar
He's my brother. He'll keep me safe. I trust him