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If you swear never to raise your hand to the Lady Melisandre again.
Thank you, Your Grace.
After you're wed to Cersei, of course.
His name is Samwell Tarly, too?
you can't even begin to understand.
Well, I suppose I'm a bit out of practice.
I hope I will not disappoint you, my lord.
I hated the idea of him lying awake in the dark, afraid.
You have to trust me.
Robert's bastard boy.
"And now the rains weep o'er their halls,
I brought your breakfast.
Your Grace, Your Grace,
Please. Please, Your Grace.
A bad joke, Your Grace.
You can blame Ser Davos.
Daario Naharis.
You look radiant, Your Grace.
I am the god of tits and wine.
The classic revolver couch look behind
if it comes to battle, kill that one first.
The Second Sons have faced worse odds and run.
and...
I like them very much. I just refuse to pay them.
You see? So my father is also a Tarly.
Pick her up and carry her to her wedding bed.
I shall build a shrine to myself
A year ago, I had no dragons.
Isn't it a man's duty to be drunk at his own wedding?
Don't you think he should have a name?
And so our stat corrections watch begins
Good lad. Loyal lad.
A god is real or he's not.
It's hard to collect wages from a corpse.
My lady,
Our contract is our bond.
No!