No One Who Wears A Crown Is

When Maester Aemon Heard Him Sing, He Said His Voice Was Honey Poured Over Thunder.

I Would Choose Freedom Over Comfort Every Time.

We Only Make Peace With Our Enemies. That's Why It's Called Making Peace.

Will You Make A Song For Him?' The Woman Asked. 'he Has A Song,' The Man Replied. 'he Is The Prince That Was Promised, And His Is The Song Of Ice And Fire.

Life Is Not A Song, Sweetling. Someday You May Learn That, To Your Sorrow.