My son is fighting a war, not playing at one
Back in Braavos before I got my first face, there was a game I used to play, the game of faces. It's simple, I ask you a question about yourself, and you try to make lies sound like the truth. If you fool me, you win, if I catch you lie, you lose
Nothing's worth anything to dead men
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
