All my life men like you have sneered at me. And all my life I’ve been knocking men like you into the dust.
Tag: brienne
My name is Brienne, not wench.
“Winter will never come for the likes of us. Should we die in battle, they will surely sing of us, and it’s always summer in the songs. In the songs all knights are gallant, all maids are beautiful, and the sun is always shining.”
Brienne, drawn in PS
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