“Nothing will happen to you. Nothing. I could not stand it. They took Ned, and your sweet brothers. Sansa is married, Arya is lost, my father’s dead … if anything befell you, I would go mad, Robb. You are all I have left. You are all the north has left.”
“I am not dead yet, Mother.”
grey wind, the life slipping out of him as the arrows sink into his skin, looks up to see arya stark and even though he couldn’t possibly recognize her, not when it has been so long and she has changed so much, he understands - or maybe it is Robb, within him, that knows instead - that his sister is with him, that he doesn’t die alone
Tyrion was so impressed, though. He didn’t even care that she was insulting him. He was like, “Oh…that was a good one.”
She was the blood of the dragon, and the fire was in her.She had sensed the truth of it long ago, Dany thought as she took a step closer to the conflagration, but the brazier had not been hot enough.[..] The fire is mine. I am Daenerys Stormborn, daughter of dragons, bride of dragons, mother of dragons, don’t you see? Don’t you SEE!
On a scale of one to Robb Stark how bad a decision maker are you?
“He said you’re a traitor. Are you?”
“I am, child. I disobeyed my king, your father, and now I’m paying the price.”
“I don’t care, you’re my friend. You must get bored down here, I brought you something to read. It’s about Aegon and his dragons. Aegon used to live here, did you know that? And the Targaryens built this castle.”
George R.R. Martin is ruthless - every death in the Game of Thrones series is tabbed
im not even in the GOT fandom but how the fuck are any of you still breathing