Why would you want it, then?” Davos asked him.

“It is not a question of wanting. The throne is mine, as Robert’s heir. That is law. After me, it must pass to my daughter, unless Selyse should finally give me a son.” He ran three fingers lightly down the table, over the layers of smooth hard varnish, dark with age.
“I am king. Wants do not enter into it. I have a duty to my daughter. To the realm. Even to Robert. He loved me but little, I know, yet he was my brother. The Lannister woman gave him horns and made a motley fool of him. She may have murdered him as well, as she murdered Jon Arryn and Ned Stark. For such crimes there must be justice. Starting with Cersei and her abominations. But only starting. I mean to scour that court clean. As Robert should have done, after the Trident.
— (Chapter 37: Davos IV, A Storm of Swords)

“Mother of dragons, child of storm… Three fires must you light; one for life and one for death and one to love. Three mounts must you ride; one to bed and one to dread and one to love. Three treasons will you know; once for blood and once for gold and once for love.”

“Mother of dragons, child of storm… Three fires must you light; one for life and one for death and one to love. Three mounts must you ride; one to bed and one to dread and one to love. Three treasons will you know; once for blood and once for gold and once for love.”

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Shireen Baratheon

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It was justice. A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. Each should have its own reward.

amomentsindulgence:

Yet there was power in his stare, an iron ferocity that told her this man would never, ever turn back from his course.

amomentsindulgence:

Yet there was power in his stare, an iron ferocity that told her this man would never, ever turn back from his course.