This man came into my house as a guest, and there conspired to murder my son. A boy of 10.
I hate the king more than any of them
We both wanted to be other people when we were younger. You wanted to be a queen, to sit next to a handsome, young king on the Iron Throne. I wanted to be a knight, to pick up a sword like father and off to battle
If the day ever comes when that boy would rather wield a sword than forge one, you send him to me