Winter is coming.

“How I have yearned for the sound of your sweet voice,” Tyrion sighed to her. “H…”

“It was all too much. For a moment Eddard Stark wanted nothing so much as to ret…”

“Bones, Catelyn thought. This is not Ned, this is not the man I loved, the fathe…”

“The years pass in their hundreds and their thousands, and what does any man see…”