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Tell me you're not thinking of taking the black.
Soon enough.
First lesson: Stick 'em with the pointy end.
I'm going to miss you. Careful. All the best swords have names, you know.
I have no choice.
You've said goodbye to Bran? He's not going to die. I know it.
Farewell, Snow.
Is my mother alive? Does she know about me? Where I am, where I'm going? Does she care?
He will not cross. And if by chance he does, we'll throw him back into the sea.
Ask me nicely and maybe I'll tell you, dwarf.
What if he's wrong? Bran needs me.
I'll ride to King's Landing.
You can't mean it.
Is this some trick?
The butcher's boy... You rode him down?
We're still not far from Pentos, your Grace. Magister Illyrio has extended his hospitality. You'd be more comfortable there.
The Prince will remember that, little lord.
Even if the boy lives, he'll be a cripple, a grotesque. Give me a good clean death any day.
I hope the boy does wake. I'd be very interested to hear what he has to say.
Daenerys Targaryen has wed some Dothraki horselord. What of it? Should we send her a wedding gift?
Moon is no egg. Moon is goddess... wife of sun. It is known.
I'm sorry if I offended you, Ser. Why won't he speak to me?
I'm your prince, not your lord, and I said pick up your sword.
What would you have me do, whip her through the streets? Damn it, children fight. It's over.
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