jaimelannister:

“You are kind, my lord,” she said, defeated. “I am a ward of the throne and my duty is to marry as the king commands.”

They have made me a Lannister, Sansa thought bitterly.

“So you know the story of House Reyne of Castamere?”

3.08 - Second Sons.
There will be no bedding ceremony. There will be if I command it. Then you’ll be fucking your own bride with a wooden cock.

And what do you want, my sweet Reek? Do you want to go with them, return to your bleak isles in the cold grey sea, be a prince again?

You know, it doesn’t matter how loyal a servant you are, no one enjoys the company of a humourless mute.

Not ever.

I called for a knight, but you’re a bear

theongreyjoy:

”..and had never known how to laugh”