The north remembers, Lord Davos. The north remembers, and the mummer’s farce is almost done. My son is home.

“Just once you might try to give me an answer that would please me, Lord Snow.”

“Slavery is not the same as rain,” she insisted. “I have been rained on and I ha…”

“—Los dioses hicieron la tierra para que todos los hombres la compartieran. Pero…”

“Ein Leser durchlebt tausend Leben, ehe er stirbt", sagte Jojen. "Der Mann, der …”