no words for how much love i have for the fact that margaery has a granny to take care of her
“T h e y h a v e m a d e m e a L a n n i s t e r”
“For herself, she wanted sleet and ice, howling winds, thunder to shake the very stones of the Red Keep.
Brave. Sansa took a deep breath. I am a Stark, yes, I can be brave.
They were all looking at her, the way they had looked at her that day in the yard when Ser Boros Blount had torn her clothes off. It had been the Imp who saved her from a beating that day, the same man who was waiting for her now. He is not so bad as the rest of them, she told herself. “I’ll go.”
seriously we can’t even pronounce these Valyrian names half the time. Davos deserves a Wall-sized star for starting with that book.
The most lovely to behold. - described by Lorenzo Pucci