I, Eddard of the house Stark, lord of Winterfell and warden of the North, sentence you to die.
The queen loves her son more than anything. And he was taken from her before she could say good-bye. She wouldn't just cry. She would be angry
When I last saw you, you were a boy. A fearless boy. Loved to climb the castle walls, frighten his mother
I'm supposed to marry Prince Joffrey. I love him and I'm meant to be his queen and have his babies