“Winter will never come for the likes of us. Should we die in battle, they will surely sing of us, and it’s always summer in the songs. In the songs all knights are gallant, all maids are beautiful, and the sun is always shining.”

Last time I saw him, he was in the courtyard at Winterfell. He said, “Next time I see you, you’ll be all in black.” I was jealous of Robb my whole life. The way my father looked at him, I wanted that. He was better than me at everything— fighting and hunting and riding and girls. Gods, the girls loved him. I wanted to hate him, but I never could.

carthonasi:

make me choose | saulkarath asked sansa stark or margaery tyrell

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