“My gentle sister seems to have mistaken me for Ned Stark.”“I hear he was taller.”“Not after Joff took off his head.”

“My sister has mistaken me for a mushroom. She keeps me in the dark and feeds me shit.”

“They say it grows so cold up here in winter that a man’s laughter freezes in his throat and chokes him to death,” Ned said evenly. “Perhaps that is why the Starks have so little humor.”

“Ned was clad in a white linen doublet with the direwolf of Stark on the breast; his black wool cloak was fastened at the collar by his silver hand of office. Black and white and grey, all the shades of truth.”

“Never ask me about Jon; he is my blood and that is all you need to know! Ned was different. He brought his bastard home, and called him son.”

“You took me unawares, my lord. I was not told of your coming." - "And I seem to have prevented yours.”

“It was a hollow victory they gave me. A crown...it was the girl I prayed them for. Your sister, safe... and mine again as she was meant to be. I ask you, Ned, what good is it to wear a crown?”