A long time ago, she remembered her father saying that when the cold wind blows the lone wolf dies but the pack survives. He had it all backwards. Arya, the lone wolf, still lived, but the wolves of the pack had been taken and slain and skinned.
Summer, he’s hurt, they’ve caught him in a trap… They have my brother’s wolf, they have Ghost.
They took the other crown away from me, and now they are stealing this one as well.
"There are lies and lies, woman."
And the more we bleed each other, the weaker we shall all be when the real enemy falls upon us.
- You will marry a high lord and rule his castle, and your sons shall be knights and princes and lords.
- No… that’s not me.