rubyredwisp:

I hope we’ve provided you with some good stories to tell when you’re back in King’s Landing. But something to think about while you’re drinking your wine down there, enjoying your brothels… Half the boys you’ve seen training will die north of the Wall. Might be a wilding’s axe that gets them, might be sickness, might just be the cold. They die in pain. And they do it so plump little lords like you can enjoy their summer afternoons in peace and comfort.