Arya and Eddard Stark in 1.02 The Kingsroad
Someday, when Sansa was grown, he would have to tell her how she had made it all come clear for him. He’s not the least bit like that old drunken king, she had declared, angry and unknowing, and the simple truth of it had twisted inside him, cold as death.
“So what is your answer, Lord Eddard? Give me your word that you’ll tell the queen what she wants to hear when she comes calling.” “If I did, my word would be as hollow as an empty suit of armor. My life is not so precious to me as that.” “Pity.” The eunuch stood. “And your daughter’s life, my lord? How precious is that?” A chill pierced Ned’s heart.
Ned? Is that you? Is that really you?