God, please let me have a job that doesn’t take away my spark for life. A job that still lets me appreciate the wind blowing through the trees, that doesn’t leave me so exhausted I can’t even scramble some eggs for dinner when I get home.
“At fifteen, aegon was known to be a lazy and somewhat sulky boy, inclined to gluttony at the table and given to swilling ale and strongwine”
“though his fifteenth nameday was still half a year away, prince jacaerys had proved himself a man, and a worthy heir to the iron throne”
“Mother, forgive me,” he said with his last breath.
“mother, flee” he shouted, but too late.
“I'm not like you. I'm not so…perfect.”
“For my mother, for my family, i will fight till my last breath.”
“You stood beside me when the dragon ate my mother. All you did was watch.”