So go to sleep, my little Brandon, my baby boy. You needn’t fear. There are no monsters here.
Sweet one,” her father said gently, “listen to me. When you’re old enough, I will make you a match with a high lord who’s worthy of you, someone brave and gentle and strong. This match with Joffrey was a terrible mistake. That boy is no Prince Aemon, you must believe me.” “He is!” Sansa insisted. “I don’t want someone brave and gentle, I want him. We’ll be ever so happy, just like in the songs, you’ll see.
He was surprised at how low the candle had burned. Had the bean-and-bacon soup been today or yesterday? Yesterday. It must have been yesterday. The realization made him yawn. Jon would be wondering what had become of him, though Maester Aemon would no doubt understand. Before he had lost his sight, the maester had loved books as much as Samwell Tarly did. He understood the way that you could sometimes fall right into them, as if each page was a hole into another world.
En las canciones los caballeros no gritaban, nunca suplicaban piedad.
As angry as he was, his father could not help but laugh. ‘You’re not my son,’ he told Bran when they fetched him down, ’you’re a squirrel. So be it. If you must climb, then climb, but try not to let your mother see you.
He wished he’d been able to think of some rousing last words. “Bugger you all” was not like to earn him much of a place in the histories.
If one head was enough to appease a prince of Dorne, a bag of them should be more than adequate for a fat northman wrapped in sealskins.
I ask you, Ned, what good is it to wear a crown? The gods mock the prayers of kings and cowherds alike.
Robb, listen to me. Once you have eaten of his bread and salt, you have the guest right, and the laws of hospitality protect you beneath his roof.
There are other things I newly wake with. A sadness that is different altogether from the cloudy sediment dread bears up. It is dark and solo. I can’t see the bottom of it. And another thing I don’t recognise, a kind of hunger to grab another person and press them as deep into knowing as I’ve gone.
Never refuse a cup of wine or a horn of ale. It may be a year before you see another.
Yet there was one problem: at the age of nine-and-ten, Laenor preferred the company of squires of his own age, and was said never to have known a woman intimately, nor to have any bastards. But to this, Grand Maester Mellos was said to have remarked, “What of it? I am not fond of fish, but when fish is served, I eat it.
It was not like to win him back his lost honor, but the notion of keeping faith when they all expected betrayal amused him more than he could say.
Weigh every word before you speak it.
Weese was sprawled across the cobbles, his throat a red ruin, eyes gaping sightlessly up at a bank of grey cloud.
Sam was almost grateful for his fleshy buttocks. Fat men take a cushion with them wherever they go, he thought.
I much prefer angry and stupid to composed and cunning.
A small spoon of victory is just the thing to settle the stomach before battle, ” Ser Imry had declared happily.
Every blade of grass was carved from emerald, every drip of water turned to diamond.
Black Pearl was the most famous courtesan of all. “She’s descended from the dragons, that one,” the woman had told Cat. “The first Black Pearl was a pirate queen.