Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My books are better than these boring scrolls.

What are you doing?

Everyone is mine to torment

You're my friend. You're here to help.

Every one of them flies tonight.

and empty her chamber pot.

Night gathers and my watch begins.

A good man does everything in his power

You'll be needing a new young girl.

Instead, I let you live.

I didn't want to be a lord.

or for serving the king's son in a pie.

Better not, then. I'm a bit busy.

I brush her hair and clip her nails

The Russians will never forget.

And I've made mine.

That's the vulgar word for dung.

and in very bad taste.

We're all the same, really.

We've learned their language,

The king does not have time for this drudgery.

if they gave us Theon.

Every time a highborn asks my name, it's trouble.

You should learn to ignore them.

King Stannis Baratheon.

Ah, for the gillyflower.

An old man on the run

I remember every word of the oath.

On the back of his dragon Balerion the Dread.

This will never be your home, my lady.

Get this away from me.

What do you want?

And the archer.

You could read about Balerion the Dread.

but who said a word when Jon Arryn married the little Tully bitch?

There are steps carved into the south side of the Wall.

with more Theon.