Las cosas que amamos siempre acaban por destruirnos.

“Let his sword break and his shield shatter, Sansa thought coldly as she shoved …”

“You esteem this Penrose more than you do my lords bannermen. Why?”“He keeps fai…”

“Still ... in this world only winter is certain.”

“I confess, I do not understand what there is in her to make a clever man like y…”