“All her life Viserys had told her she was a princess, but not until she rode her silver had Daenerys Targaryen ever felt like one.”
Jon Snow walks up to Gendry and says, “You must be Robert Baratheon’s bastard”
and runs off into the wilderness shrieking his victory
Jaime’s rage kept him walking. The linen that covered the stump was grey and stinking with pus. His phantom fingers screamed with every step. I am stronger than they know, he told himself. I am still a Lannister. I am still a knight of the Kingsguard. He would reach Harrenhal, and then King’s Landing. He would live. And I will pay this debt with interest.
Seize him. Cut his throat. Oh, wait! I’ve changed my mind. Let him go. Step back three paces. Turn around. Close your eyes. Power is power.