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May the Father judge him justly. Bastards are born of passion, aren't they? We don't despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. And now his watch is ended. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. All men must die.

The bear and the maiden fair. Words are like wind. The North remembers. Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid? That is the only time a man can be brave.Forgive my manners. I don't see many ladies these days. Lucky for the ladies. The rains of castamere. I would like a trial by combat. Dunc the Lunk, thick as a castle wall.

Forgive my manners. I don't see many ladies these days. Lucky for the ladies. A forked purple lightning bolt, on black field speckled with four-pointed stars. Pay the iron price. The rains of castamere. I would like a trial by combat.

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May the Father judge him justly. Bastards are born of passion, aren't they? We don't despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. And now his watch is ended. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. All men must die.

The bear and the maiden fair. Words are like wind. The North remembers. Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid? That is the only time a man can be brave.Forgive my manners. I don't see many ladies these days. Lucky for the ladies. The rains of castamere. I would like a trial by combat. Dunc the Lunk, thick as a castle wall.

Forgive my manners. I don't see many ladies these days. Lucky for the ladies. A forked purple lightning bolt, on black field speckled with four-pointed stars. Pay the iron price. The rains of castamere. I would like a trial by combat.

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May the Father judge him justly. Bastards are born of passion, aren't they? We don't despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. And now his watch is ended. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. All men must die.

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May the Father judge him justly. Bastards are born of passion, aren't they? We don't despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. And now his watch is ended. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. All men must die.

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May the Father judge him justly. Bastards are born of passion, aren't they? We don't despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. And now his watch is ended. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. All men must die.

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May the Father judge him justly. Bastards are born of passion, aren't they? We don't despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. And now his watch is ended. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. All men must die.

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May the Father judge him justly. Bastards are born of passion, aren't they? We don't despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. And now his watch is ended. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. All men must die.

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May the Father judge him justly. Bastards are born of passion, aren't they? We don't despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. And now his watch is ended. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. All men must die.

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May the Father judge him justly. Bastards are born of passion, aren't they? We don't despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. And now his watch is ended. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. All men must die.

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May the Father judge him justly. Bastards are born of passion, aren't they? We don't despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. And now his watch is ended. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. All men must die.

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May the Father judge him justly. Bastards are born of passion, aren't they? We don't despise them in Dorne. The North remembers. And now his watch is ended. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. The Dothraki do things in their own time, for their own reasons. All men must die.

The bear and the maiden fair. Words are like wind. The North remembers. Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid? That is the only time a man can be brave.Forgive my manners. I don't see many ladies these days. Lucky for the ladies. The rains of castamere. I would like a trial by combat. Dunc the Lunk, thick as a castle wall.

Forgive my manners. I don't see many ladies these days. Lucky for the ladies. A forked purple lightning bolt, on black field speckled with four-pointed stars. Pay the iron price. The rains of castamere. I would like a trial by combat.

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