She was no stranger to waiting, after all. Her man had always made her wait.

You look pale, Sansa," Cersei observed. "Is your red flower still blooming?" "Yes" "How apt. The men will bleed out there, and you in here.

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

A woman's life is nine parts mess to one part magic, you'll learn that soon enough...and the parts that look like magic turn out to be the messiest of all.

In a heartbeat, a thousand voices took up the chant. King Joffrey and King Robb and King Stannis were forgotten, and King Bread ruled alone. "Bread." they clamored. "Bread, Bread!

I can be humbler than anyone.

She had put despair and fear aside, as if they were garments she did not choose to wear.