“You can’t cushion me from the entire world, Knight.”“I can try.”

“I can’t think. I can’t work or sleep. My body aches for you. I can make you want me again. Let me try.”

“True knights protect the weak.” He snorted. “There are no true knights, no more than there are gods. If you can’t protect yourself, die and get out of the way of those who can. Sharp steel and strong arms rule this world, don’t ever believe any different.” Sansa backed away from him. “You’re awful.” “I’m honest. It’s the world that’s awful.”

“This life, this entire world, was a crucible. It was the crusade of their times, and they were the knights, the warriors.”

“Oh, Jatel, I am so used. Would you rid yourself of me?" the knight started to cry.Jatel slowly kissed the woman upon her forehead. To the Gods! how he loved her so.Not for the world entire, sire.”

“I thought you were a white knights who put great store in chivalry. It's not the least chivalrous of you to try to seduce me.”