I heard what your brother did to you. Pressed your face to the fire like you're a nice juicy mutton chop
17 years ago, you rode off with Robert Baratheon. You came back a year later with another woman's son
We never should have left Winterfell
You'll be a wonderful lord, and any lady would be lucky to have you. But I'm not a lady. I never have been. That's not me.