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All it would take was a shove, she told herself. He was standing right there, right there, smirking at her with those fat wormlips. You could do it, she told herself. You could do. Do it right now. It wouldn’t even matter if she went over with him. It wouldn’t matter at all.
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…why, every knight in the Vale will pledge his sword to win you back your birthright.
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you would have been happy at Highgarden
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She was mortified. It was not supposed to be this way. She had dreamed of her wedding a thousand times, and always she had pictured how her betrothed would stand behind her tall and strong, sweep the cloak of his protection over her shoulders, and tenderly kiss her cheek as he leaned forward to fasten the clasp.
Source: jaimelannister
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i’ll tell you what. i’m going to give you a present. after I raise my armies, and kill your traitor brother, i’ll give you his head as well.
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Embroidery details of what Sansa wore during the Tourney of the Hand
Michele Carragher
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“The day she was born, they rang the bells from sunrise till sunset.”
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But the Starks will endure. We always have.
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She pictured the two of them sitting together in a garden with puppies in their laps, or listening to a singer strum upon a lute while they floated down the Mander on a pleasure barge.
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oh my sweet summer child, what do you know of fear?
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The wolves will come again.
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i’m the broken boy soldier and i’ll never get older
