“D’you remember that cave? We should have stayed in that cave. I told you so.” “We’ll go back to the cave,” he said.” You’re not going to die, Ygritte. You’re not.” “Oh.” Ygritte cupped his cheek with her hand. “You know nothing, Jon Snow,” she sighed, dying.
Rhaenys led her army into Dorne. However, the Dornish refused to give battle, instead melting away into the mountains and deserts, returning only to launch guerrilla raids on the army. Rhaenys captured holdfasts to no avail, as their people (learning of what happened to Harrenhal) had already fled, leaving only the elderly and infirm. Frustrated, Rhaenys flew directly to Sunspear to demand Princess Mariya’s surrender. Mariya instead informed her that, “This is Dorne. You are not wanted here, return at your peril.” Rhaenys replied that she would return with “Fire and blood”, but Mariya simply replied, “Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken”. The Targaryen army withdrew from Dorne, leaving the country untaken.
A man can fight the dead, but when their masters come, when the white mists rise up…how do you fights a mist crow? Shadows with teeth…air so cold it hurts to breath, like a knife inside your chest…you do not know, you cannot know…can your sword cut cold?
Once she had loved Prince Joffrey with all her heart, and admired and trusted her his mother, the queen. They had repaid that love and trust with her father’s head. Sansa would never make that mistake again