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
The world doesn't just let girls decide what they're going to be
I can't sleep till I say the names
Tell Lord Tywin, winter is coming for him. 20000 Northeners marching South to find out if he really does shit gold