They were never my pack, not even Hot Pie and Gendry. I was stupid to think so, just a stupid little girl, and no wolf at all.

Lady," she whimpered softly, wondering if she would meet her wolf again when she was dead.

Summer will end soon enough, and childhood as well.

It seemed cruel for a day to dawn so fair and end so foul as this one promised to.

The brightest flame casts the darkest shadow.

She was Daenerys Stormborn, the Unburnt, Khaleesi and queen, Mother of Dragons, slayer of warlocks, breaker of chains, and there was no one in the world that she could trust.

Know the men who follow you and let them know you. Don't ask your men to die for a stranger.