It was bitingly cold up here, and the wind pulled at his clothes like an insistent lover.

“A fable from the Age of Heroes." The maester tsked. "You must put these dreams …”

“Bring on your storm, my lord-and recall, if you do, the name of this castle"-Se…”

“I know a song about him. But I thought he lived a hundred years ago.We all did.…”

“Margaery, you're clever, be a dear and tell your poor old half-daft grandmother…”