From his shoulders hung the pure white cloak of the Kingsguard. e day you shall have from my hands a longsword like none the world has ever seen, dragon-forged and made of Valyrian steel. In Vaes Dothrak, Khal Drogo slew a stallion and I ate his heart, to give our son strength and courage. He settled back in his place on the bench among the younger squires and drank.
You and me and Jon. and something that passed for courage. You have no right to a braid, you have won no victories yet. Even Winterfell itself was crowded.
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