When everyone was shouting King in the North, King in the North, I told myself … swore to myself … that I would be a good king, as honorable as Father, strong, just, loyal to my friends and brave when I faced my enemies … now I can’t even tell one from the other.
She wondered where this courage had come from, to speak to him so frankly. From Winterfell, she thought.
When everyone was shouting King in the North, King in the North, I told myself … swore to myself … that I would be a good king, as honorable as Father, strong, just, loyal to my friends and brave when I faced my enemies … now I can’t even tell one from the other.
When winter comes, you’ll hear no lions roar, no stags grazing the fields, no roses growing in the meadows. Not even the dragons breath will warm you in your halls. Only the wolf’s howl in the night. Winter is coming. Winter is here.
life is not a song 