Her hair was full of sunlight, but there was mockery in her smile.
Granted the opportunity, what do we do with the ones who hurt the ones we love?
“Dragons,” Aemon whispered. “The grief and glory of my House, they were.”
"I was alone for a long time, Jorah. All alone but for my brother."
…and all three resemble their real parents.
♕ Three treasons will you know once for blood and once for gold and once for love.
I will do what queens do. I will rule.
my mother sensed a war in her womb and so she raised me to fight