Go on.

Go on.

Where they going?

We couldn't risk going to the kitchens.

Go back to Winterfell.

-Where are you going? -To tell Her Grace.

I couldn't bring myself to go and sit with my family at a table so far on the edge of the feast

lf you're going to pose as a commoner, you should do it properly.

We don't go serving some shit king who's only king because his father was.

You knew when you were needed and when to go away. it's a rare talent.

The hounds have the scent.

the rake lines in the dirt along the list,

Get the horses and the hounds.

Burn the villages, burn the farms.

The tallest towers, the strongest walls.

The prisoners from the Yellow Fork.

protect the innocent, defend the weak.

The giant?

The Targaryens?

The Dothraki?