Oh, my sweet summer child! What do you know about fear? Fear is ...
Oh, my sweet summer child! What do you know about fear? Fear is for the winter, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep; fear is for the Long Night, when the sun hides for years and children are born and live and die all in darkness. That is the time for fear, my little Lord.Old Nan
Lord Varys: Lord Stark.
Ned: Lord Varius.
Lord Varys: I was grievously sorry to hear of your troubles on the Kingsroad. We are all praying for Prince Joffrey's full recovery.
Ned: Shame you didn't say a prayer for the butcher's son.
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Ned: Glad to see your protecting the throne.
Jaime: This sturdy old thing? How many kings asses have polished it, I wonder. And, what's the line? The King shits, and the Hand wipes.
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