The Lord Of Winterfell Would Always Be

Ser Jaime?" Even In Soiled Pink Satin And Torn Lace, Brienne Looked More Like A Man In A Gown Than A Proper Woman."i Am Grateful, But...you Were Well Away. Why Come Back?" A Dozen Quips Came To Mind, Each Crueler Than The One Before, But Jaime Only Shrugged. "i Dreamed Of You," He Said.

A Mind Needs Books As A Sword Needs A Whetstone, If It Is To Keep Its Edge.

I Buried Him With Mine Own Hands, In A Place He Showed Me Once When I Was A Squire At Storm’s End. No One Shall Ever Find Him There To Disturb His Rest.” He Looked At Jaime Defiantly. “i Will Defend King Tommen With All My Strength, I Swear It. I Will Give My Life For His If Need Be. But I Will Never Betray Renly, By Word Or Deed. He Was The King That Should Have Been. He Was The Best Of Them.

One Of The Things I Love, And I'm A Voracious Reader As Well As A Writer, Is Books That Surprise Me, That Are Not Predictable.

You May Be As Different As The Sun And The Moon, But The Same Blood Flows Through Both Your Hearts. You Need Her, As She Needs You.