Request: This scene with the book dialogue
If I could wish the Kingslayer back in chains I would. You freed him without my knowledge or consent… but what you did, I know you did for love. For Arya and Sansa, and out of grief for Bran and Rickon. Love’s not always wise, I’ve learned. It can lead us to great folly, but we follow our hearts… wherever they take us. Don’t we, Mother?
He bretrayed me.
“she’s the only person who speaks to him not like a king. Even his mother is changing how she speaks to him. But this woman challenges everything he does. You can tell she’s willing to be convinced, if he can justify why he’s doing something. She’s like, “But why are you doing this? And what are you going to do after that?” Which I love. And Robb loves. Because it makes him question, Wait, why am I doing this? And that’s him growing up as well.”
She had last seen snow the day she left Winterfell. That was a lighter fall than this, she remembered. Robb had melting flakes in his hair when he hugged me, and the snowball Arya tried to make kept coming apart in her hands. It hurt to remember how happy she’d been that morning.
