For what it’s worth, I’ve been a cynic for as long as I can remember. Everyone is always asking me to believe in things: family, gods, kings, myself. It was often tempting until I saw where belief got people. So, I said ‘no thank you’ to belief. And yet, here I am. I believe in you.
“do you know what it is like to be sold, squire? i do. my brother sold me to khal drogo for the promise of a golden crown. well, drogo crowned him in gold, though not as he had wished, and i…my sun-and-stars made a queen of me, but if he had been a different man, it might have been much otherwise. do you think i have forgotten how it felt to be afraid?”