George Martin

A Song of Ice and Fire. Book 4. A Feast for Crows

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  • bblbrxhar citeretfor 2 år siden
    “When you cross to Saltpans, no doubt Ser Quincy will ask you for forgiveness. I am glad that you are here to give it. I could not.”
  • bblbrxhar citeretfor 2 år siden
    Nuncle, how can you even think of not attending? This will be history, alive...”

    “I prefer my history dead. Dead history is writ in ink, the living sort in blood.”

    “Do you want to die old and craven in your bed?”

    “How else? Though not till I’m done reading.”
  • Isabel P.har citeretfor 3 år siden
    Al she asks from you is Jaime Lannister.”

    Jaime. The name was a knife, twisting in her belly. “Lady Catelyn, I... you do not understand, Jaime... he saved me from being raped when the Bloody Mummers took us, and later he came back for me, he leapt into the bear pit empty-handed... I swear to you, he is not the man he was.

    He sent me after Sansa to keep her safe, he could not have had a part in the Red Wedding.”
  • Isabel P.har citeretfor 3 år siden
    “M’lady,” said the big man. “Here she is.”

    “Aye,” added the one-eyed man. “The Kingslayer’s whore.”

    She flinched. “Why would you cal me that?”

    “If I had a silver stag for every time you said his name, I’d be as rich as your friends the Lannisters.”

    “That was only... you do not understand...”

    “Don’t we, though?” The big man laughed. “I think we might. There’s a stink of lion about you, lady.”
  • Isabel P.har citeretfor 3 år siden
    As he walked away, the griffins on his cloak rippled and blurred and changed to lions. Jaime! she wanted to cry. Jaime, come back for me! But her tongue lay on the floor by the rose, drowned in blood.

    Brienne woke suddenly, gasping.
  • Isabel P.har citeretfor 3 år siden
    They mean to hang me. She thought of Jaime, of Sansa, of her father back on Tarth, and was glad for the hood. It helped hide the tears wel ing in her eyes.
  • Isabel P.har citeretfor 3 år siden
    Brienne wailed in horror at the sight of them, and Biter grabbed her arm and yanked her close and tore a chunk from her face.

    “Jaime,” she heard herself scream, “Jaime.”
  • Isabel P.har citeretfor 3 år siden
    She knew better than to ask what sort of tales. If Petyr had wanted her to know, he would have told her. “I did not expect you back so soon,” she said. “I am glad you’ve come.”

    “I would never have known it from the kiss you gave me.” He pul ed her closer, caught her face between his hands, and kissed her on the lips for a long time. “Now that’s the sort of kiss that says welcome home. See that you do better next time.”
  • Isabel P.har citeretfor 3 år siden
    As the boy’s lips touched her own she found herself thinking of another kiss. She could still remember how it felt, when his cruel mouth pressed down on her own. He had come to Sansa in the darkness as green fire filled the sky. He took a song and a kiss, and left me nothing but a bloody cloak.

    It made no matter. That day was done, and so was Sansa.
  • Isabel P.har citeretfor 3 år siden
    Hunt agreed pleasantly. “Leave your chamber door unbarred tonight, and I wil steal into your bed and prove the truth of what I say.”

    “If you do, you’ll be a eunuch when you leave.” Brienne got up and walked away from him.
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