↪ A list of SENTENCES from George R. R. Martin’s novel A Clash of Kings, to be used and changed however you see fit. possible trigger WARNINGS for violent and sexual content, profanity, and alcohol.
❝ it is ill to keep a lady waiting. ❞
❝ under the sea, the birds have scales for feathers. ❞
❝ this is early to come calling, scarce past dawn. you should be snug in your bed. ❞
❝ i had bad dreams about the dragons. they were coming to eat me.❞
❝ so you see, there is nothing to fear. ❞
❝ if the gods are good, they will grant us a warm autumn and bountiful harvests, so we might prepare for the winter to come. ❞
❝ it is always summer under the sea. ❞
❝ i’ll see to your breakfast now. ❞
❝ they are clever, these birds. ❞
❝ i should have been told. i should have been woken. ❞
❝ i have climbed these steps so often i know each one by name. ❞
❝ look at me! ❞
❝ in the end words are just wind. ❞
❝ you could bring him no hope? ❞
❝ what am i to tell them? what must i do now? ❞
❝ it’s swords i need, not blessings. ❞
❝ the night is dark and full of terrors. ❞
❝ only children fear the dark. ❞
❝ i need no crown but truth. ❞
❝ you are too ill and too confused to be of use to me, old man. ❞
❝ i will not have you kill yourself in my service. ❞
❝ i fear the bottom of the sea. ❞
❝ where’d you get a blade like that? ❞
❝ go on, take it off him, i dare you. ❞
❝ hey, you gimme that sword. you don’t know how to use it. ❞
❝ might be i got your attention now. ❞
❝ hitting them won’t bring him back. ❞
❝ someone should kill him! ❞
❝ you look very lovely today, my lady. ❞
❝ who do you think will win the day’s honors? ❞
❝ did you hear? i’m to ride in the tourney today. ❞
❝ did i tell you, i intend to challenge him to single combat. ❞
❝ i lose! fetch me some wine. ❞
❝ what a man sows on his name day, he reaps throughout the year. ❞
❝ don’t be childish. ❞
❝ we’re children. we’re supposed to be childish. ❞
❝ i’m glad you’re not dead. ❞
❝ my lady, i am sorry for your losses. truly, the gods are cruel. ❞
❝ all sorts of people are calling themselves kings these days. ❞
❝ i’d guard that tongue of yours, little man. ❞
❝ what are you doing here? ❞
❝ it would seem that a welcome is in order. ❞
❝ a man after my own heart. ❞
❝ please, do let me be of service, in whatever small way i can. ❞
❝ how i have yearned for the sound of your sweet voice. ❞
❝ give me your support and i promise you, we will have ____ freed and returned to us unharmed. ❞
❝ you have always been cunning. ❞
❝ you will share all your plans and intentions with me before you act, and you will do nothing without my consent. do you understand? ❞
❝ you should have been at the feast. there has never been a boar so delicious. they cooked it with mushrooms and apples, and it tasted like triumph. ❞
❝ i hope he doesn’t kill anyone important. ❞
❝ need an escort? the talk is, the streets are dangerous. ❞
❝ i’m terrified of my enemies, so i kill them all. ❞
❝ lawless men are everywhere in this dark time, oh, yes. men with cold steel and colder hearts. ❞
❝ did you miss me? ❞
❝ you’ll think of me every time you go to bed. then you’ll get hard and you’ll have no one to help you and you’ll never be able to sleep unless you … ❞
❝ be quiet and kiss me. ❞
“I can see that,” Brienne said irritably. “I am glad of it.” She was, but what she needed was new information. She tried to sit up, to take some of her weight off of Bronn, but she ended up slumping against him again, breathing heavily. Everything was distant, and it was hard to concentrate. “But Arya lives too?” That was what he said, wasn’t it? But Daenerys had died. That surprised her, but she had never had a strong opinion of the woman one way or the other. Brienne would mourn the dead, but as long as those closest to her were alive she could bear it.
“I see…” She took a deep breath, straightened up, and extended her hand “Here, help me up, if you would be so good. I… I will find Jaime.” It would be a slow journey to be sure, but if he was alive he could meet her halfway. “And Pod. What of Pod? He’s my squire, I need to find him.”
“I think so yes. That she-wolf would be hard to kill if she isn’t.” Bronn said as he tried to grit the pain as she slumped against him, his sides still aching from the fight. “You’re leaning on me alrigh” Bronn stated as he took the womans hand in his and helped her up, one arm already wrapping itself around her to help support her so she could walk.
”That prick better still be alive, you know he and his brother still owe me a castle” Bronn tried to joke, his chuckle turning to pained coughs, his head lowered and eyes winced as he tried to regain his composure. “Podrick? Haven’t seen em. Could be dead…could be alive.” Bronn shrugged as they walked, making their way towards where the camp should have been, if it was still there at this point.
“To be quite frank, if it had been your sister who came to Westeros to claim the throne, I think I would have been in less pain than I have been the past six hours.”, the raven haired woman pointed out. She had been aware for years that childbirth wasn’t an easy task but that it was such an agony she could haver never imagined. For a brief moment Relena glanced to the side, when Viserys mentioned that she was the one who had a family in which twins weren’t too unusual. “Well…”, she said after a moment, her eyebrows slightly raised. “Without you I wouldn’t be married and without marriage I wouldn’t have spent the past few hours in agony.”
“Yes, but this isn’t about a birth announcement, that will have to wait until I am able to leave confinement.”, Relena explained, reaching for the quill. “My septa was dismissed from court when I became queen and is now educating the daughter’s of Lord Estermont, but I want her back in the Red Keep now that there is another princess and how could my dear kin refuse my wish, especially considering that I am their queen…”, the raven haired woman pointed out, while she tried to set up in her bed, the queen’s teeth were tightly bitten together, as she moved and there were frowns upon her forehead. “No, don’t get him just yet.”, she urged her husband, her hand reaching out in a weak attempt to stop Viserys. “Just because he saw his own wife like this, does not mean that he has to see me.”
“Fair enough. But think of the joys of raising our children together. Seeing them grow and learn…” He was giddy at the idea and than soon the giddiness turned to fear. What if something similar happened to his children as it had his and his siblings lives? What if he went just as mad in the end? “Only the best Septa for our children. They can’t say no to your request.” Viserys said as he turned his back on his wife, looking at her from the vanity, feeling her hand reaching out to him and he turned back towards her, his hand grasping hers ever so lightly. “You’re still radiant even in this aftermath,”
He then squeezed her hand, a serious look in his eyes as his long legs shifted and he attempted to climb into the bed with her, more so sitting than laying down beside Relena. “Doe-” Viserys started, his eyes finding hers as his words struggled to get out. “If I…If I end up going mad like my father. If I have any inkling of unkept rage or anything. I want you to lock me away. Or if I don’t slip as slowly as my father did, Gods fordbid…I don’t want our children living with what Rhaegar and I had to. Our mother skirting us around our father and my father…I want you, as Queen, as the mother of the Heirs to this Kingdom put it’s people first. I don’t want you to have to go through that but-” Viserys shook his head as he tried to get such thoughts away from his mind
. “-But if it must come down to that…Then I trust you will give the order.” There was a tremble in his voice and his eyes danced from Relena to the door as if expecting someone to come in and he got up from the bed, pressing a clean cloth on her forehead in a attempt to keep his mind of such horrible thoughts and focus on the present. Wiping away any sweat and such away from her face, giving her a shaky smile before he went to her vanity and got her brush and other things he knew she put on to make herself look prettier. “I can send a maid in or whatever you wish…” He told her as he gently took the brush in one hand and stroked her hair with it like he had for Daenerys all those years ago. “Sorry” He muttered as he realized what he was doing and placed the brush down.
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