“ His dagger was out, poised at her throat. Sing, little bird. Sing for your little life. George R.R. Martin
“ Stop whimpering and snapping at me, I'm sick of it. Keep your mouth shut and do as I tell you, and maybe we'll even be in time for your uncle's bloody wedding. George R.R. Martin
“ The septons preach about the seven hells. What do they know? Only a man who's been burned knows what hell is truly like...She was sad for him, she realized. Somehow, the fear had gone away. The silenc… George R.R. Martin
