Men Are Men, Vows Are

The Way My Books Are Structured, Everyone Was Together, Then They All Went Their Separate Ways And The Story Deltas Out Like That, And Now It’s Getting To The Point Where The Story Is Beginning To Delta Back In, And The Viewpoint Characters Are Occasionally Meeting Up With Each Other Now And Being In The Same Point At The Same Time, Which Gives Me A Lot More Flexibility For Killing People.

If Ice Can Burn, Then Love And Hate Can Mate.

The Man Who Passes The Sentence Should Swing The Sword. If You Would Take A Man's Life, You Owe It To Him To Look Into His Eyes And Hear His Final Words. And If You Cannot Bear To Do That, Then Perhaps The Man Does Not Deserve To Die.

The Red God Takes What Is His, Lovely Girl. And Only Death May Pay For Life. You Saved Me And The Two I Was With. You Stole Three Deaths From The Red God. We Have To Give Them Back. Speak Three Names And The Man Will Do The Rest. Three Lives I Will Give You - No More, No Less, And We're Done.

Swords Have Been My Life, Not Books. But Every Child Knows That The Targaryens Have Always Danced Too Close To Madness. Your Father Was Not The First. King Jaehaerys Once Told Me That Madness And Greatness Are Two Sides Of The Same Coin. Every Time A New Targaryen Is Born, He Said, The Gods Toss The Coin In The Air And The World Holds Its Breath To See How It Will Land.