The enemy wolves are just like boys
They use their big artillery like playground toys
But when they see my ammunition in all its splendor
I’ll easily negotiate complete surrender
as much as I hate Karen, McPhee did a great job in this one.
The Prince of Winterfell - First we ate the horses. We weren’t riding anyway, we couldn’t feed them, so fine, the horses. Then the cats. Never liked cats. I do like dogs. Good animals. Loyal. But we ate them. Then the rats… And then you made it through the lines.
I am not your daughter, she thought. I am Sansa Stark, Lord Eddard’s daughter and Lady Catelyn’s, the blood of Winterfell. She did not say it, though.
