A Dead Enemy Is A Joy Forever

It's Not," Mormont Told Him. "gods Save Us, Boy, You're Not Blind And You're Not Stupid. When Dead Men Come Hunting In The Night, Do You Think It Matters Who Sits The Iron Throne?

Drowning Was Bad Enough. But Drowning Sad And Sober, That's Too Cruel.

As We Sin, So Do We Suffer

Give Me Honorable Enemies Rather Than Ambitious Ones, And I'll Sleep More Easily By Night.

She Was No Stranger To Waiting, After All. Her Man Had Always Made Her Wait.