None of us is ever ready,' he (Ned) said. 'For knighthood?' 'For death.

Unfortunately in television, for whatever reason, fantasy became thought of as a kids' genre.

She might have wept then, had not the sky begun to do it for her.

The eunuch had looked death in the face, so near he might have kissed her on the lips.

In my dreams, I kill him every night,' Robert admitted. 'A thousand deaths will still be less than he deserves'.

His chains chinked softly. I seldom fling children from towers to improve their health. Yes, I meant for him to die.

And any man who must say 'I am king' is no true king at all.