Catelyn wished she could share his joy. But she had heard the talk in the yards; a direwolf dead in the snow, a broken antler in its throat.Dread coiled within her like a snake, but she forced herself to smile at this man she loved, this man who put no faith in signs.
countdown to season 3→ 1.09 Baelor “You think my life is some precious thing to me? That I would trade my honor for a few more years of what? You grew up with actors… you learned their craft and you learnt it well, but I grew up with soldiers. I learned how to die a long time ago.”