I've lost a hand, a father, a son, a sister, and a lover, and soon enough I will lose a brother. And yet they keep telling me House Lannister won this war.
George R. R. MartinShe had killed him with a whisper, and she would kill two more before she was through. Iโm the ghost in Harrenhal, she thought. And that night, there was one less name to hate.
George R. R. MartinThe eunuch had looked death in the face, so near he might have kissed her on the lips.
George R. R. MartinDrifting snowflakes brushed her face as light as loverโs kisses, and melted on her cheeks. At the center of the garden, beside the statue of the weeping woman that lay broken and half-buried on the ground, she turned her face up to the sky and closed her eyes. She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams.
George R. R. Martin