I’ve done plenty wrong.
If that boy’s still walking, it’s because you let him go.
You were wrong to love her, a voice whispered. You were wrong to leave her, a different voice insisted.
If I could show her Winterfell… give her a flower from the glass gardens, feast her in the Great Hall, and show her the stone kings on their thrones. We could bathe in the hot pools, and love beneath the heart tree while the old gods watched over us. The dream was sweet…but Winterfell would never be his to show.
- “You’re mine as I’m yours. If we die, we die. But first, we’ll live”
- “Yes, first we’ll live”
love is p o i s o n
I’m your woman now, Jon Snow. You’re going to be loyal to your woman.