I don't care the way the game works.

I don't believe the life of the Silent Sisters is for you.

Two - the pleasure of my company,

so while Jaime hunted down the rapers I took her to the nearest inn and fed her.

The fire is burning your pretty soft skin.

It's fun! Look at the fun we're having.

I'm guessing the lady and I can tell more unpleasant stories than your lordship.

Jaime scared away the men easily enough, while I wrapped her in my cloak.

[ R ]

- I don't know. Ginger cunt, three tents down. - And he didn't have anything to say about it?

Who are you?

What did your mother call you?

Shae. What did your mother call you?

- What sort of accent is that? - Foreign.

What do you want from me?

I want you to share my tent.

I want you to pour my wine, laugh at my jokes,

I want you to take no other man to bed for as long as we're together.

And I want you to fuck me like it's my last night in this world.

Who told you this? Women you paid?