Starks are always right eventually: winter is coming. This one will be long, and dark things will come with it.
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How can you still count yourself a knight, when you have forsaken every vow you ever swore?
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If we do it your way kingslayer, you’d win. We’re not doing it your way.
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The old gods, he thought. They know me. They know my name. I was Theon of House Greyjoy. I was a ward of Eddard Stark, a friend and brother to his children.
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There are no men like me. There’s only me.
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Is there gold hidden in the village? Is there silver? Gems? Is there food? Where is Lord Beric? Where did he go? How many men were with him? How many knights? How many bowmen? How many, how many, how many, how many, how many, how many? IS THERE GOLD IN THE VILLAGE?
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Keep walking. If i look back I am lost.
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А это может быть немножко неожиданно)
My uncle always said that it was the sword in a man’s hand that determined his worth, not the one between his legs.
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