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– When the King returns from his hunt, I’ll tell him the truth. You must be gone by then. You and your children. I will not have their blood on my hands. Go as far away as you can, with as many men as you can. Because wherever you go, Robert’s wrath will follow you.
– And what of my wrath, Lord Stark?
I saw my god’s house burn. There, where I had healed men and women beyond counting. In the streets I saw piles of heads… the head of the baker who makes my bread, the head a young boy that I had cured of fever just three moons past. So… tell me again exactly what it was that you saved?
Yet Robb only said a quiet word, and in a snarl and the blink of an eye Lord Umber was on his back, his sword spinning on the floor three feet away and his hand dripping blood where Grey Wind had bitten off two fingers. “My lord father taught me that it was death to bare steel against your liege lord,” Robb said, “but doubtless you only meant to cut my meat.”
When you play a game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground.