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I'll warm you.

Cover yourself.

I may have abandoned the watch, but I still wear the black in it here to the

oath.

Do you not love me?

I love you.

I do not love you.

You know that.

John, how are we ever supposed to be together?

Every night I lay next to you, I find a hard time not touching you.

I have a hard time as well.

Very hard.

All the time.

It's not healthy, John.

Your balls will fall off. Just pop right off.

But what am I to do?

I took an oath.

Then what did you swear?

So to hold no land, to take no wife, and to father no children.

What are you doing?

I have no lands to give.

And I understand we cannot marry.

But we can still fuck.

Oh.

Huh.

Said with me, fire.

Two weeks we've been on the road, not a single word.

Are you mute?

Had your tongue cut out for knowing house secrets?

Perhaps you're mentally deficient.

Then... No retard could capture the Kingslayer.

Fire bad.

Well, it seems the Kingslayer has been captured by a retard. But are you a

woman?

No woman could wield a sword this large.

Brienne, woman.

Jamie Mann.

Yes, Jamie Mann.

You can lay with me.

Ugh.

me.

James Slayer has good coffee.

I'm going to have to get you out of all the

filthy crates.

Barbarian houses.

Ooh.

To what do I owe the honor of this visit?

My husband is thankfully dead.

My brother, captured by some sort of mute half -man, half -woman beast.

And my son.

My son needs to be kicked in the balls at least a dozen times.

Well, surely it can't be as bad as all that.

Now the people are uprising because Stark is dead, and Arya, that asexual

is missing.

And, of course, there's that dragon bitch in Karth.

Dragons? Really?

Well, dragons are the in -thing thing.

And I can't remember half of the characters because all of their names

same.

That's fine.

And we keep hearing, winter is coming. Can these people say anything else,

My house's motto is...

For the love of cock.

I don't know. My great -grandmother chose it.

And my midget brother just married Sansa Stark.

Sansa? Even I can't stand her. And now she's part of the family?

Can you imagine all those Christmas dinners?

What were we thinking?

What the fuck is Christmas?

Varys, I need to get fucked.

Well, why didn't you say so?

I thought you were a eunuch.

Well, if I didn't keep it a secret, I wouldn't get any work done.

How's this for a royal blowjob?

Magnificent, Michael.

There you go.

All

these

damn clothes to get in the way.

Oh.

So I'll do my claim.

Thank you.

How do you like that, Queen?

Oh, yes.

Turning down your clock.

No.

Yes.

Don't rip it out.

I'm sorry, my lady.

I'm so sorry.

That's better.

It feels so good.

How long have you served the Dothraki?

My whole life, Mistress.

Have you always been a handmaiden?

What's that?

I was the pleasure slave.

Before you came.

And who exactly did you pleasure?

Whoever I was told to.

Except for the horses.

Never the horses.

What was it like?

What was what like?

Having sex with all those people.

I've only had sex with Khal Drogo.

My lady, Khal Drogo left us months ago.

That's okay.

He wasn't very good, I think.

Is it normal for a man to insist on feeding you carrots during sex?

And tell you how glossy your coat is?

Oh, mistress.

This will never do.

Let me show you.

That felt good.

Get my closeness in here.

Fuck yes.

She's got a hand, you know.

Mm

-hmm.

He's just like...

Beautiful.

Sanso, Sanso, darling wife of mine.

One who inspires the thoughts of suicide and others merely by her presence. Come

with me.

Husband, I'm here.

Good girl.

What do you wish of me? I wish you not to be such a whining, mewling bitch.

I wish that you had not placed this in this arrangement.

Through your stupidity.

My lord?

It's time for you to ride the Shetland Pony.

What? I thought all girls liked to ride the Shetland Pony.

I'm Tyrion.

I'm a dwarf.

But I'm everyone's favorite character.

Where's you? You?

You should have been killed off in the very first book.

No one loves you, Sansa.

No one loves you.

Tyrion should be saddled with a red -headed cunt.

Tyrion. Had no other plans for his knife. Oh, no.

I'll marry you.

Everything will be fine.

I just have to listen to your endless, mindless whining.

Take off your clothes.

Take off your clothes and show me the one thing that you do well.

Show me the one thing that you do well, and by morning I'll have you sandwiched

between Littlefinger and Tywin.

Yeah.