When The End Comes, I Will Meet

...spend My Time Warring And Whoring, That's What I Was Made For.

The Old Man Laid A Withered, Spotted Hand On His Shoulder. "it Hurts, Boy," He Said Softly. "oh, Yes. Choosing . . . It Has Always Hurt. And Always Will. I Know.

The Iron Throne Is Mine By Rights. All Those Who Deny That Are My Foes." "the Whole Of The Realm Denies It, Brother," Said Renley. "old Men Deny It With Their Death Rattle, And Unborn Children Deny It In Their Mothers' Wombs. They Deny It In Dorne And They Deny It On The Wall. No One Wants You For Their King. Sorry.

I Must Show No Fear, No Weakness, No Doubt.

I Am Cersei Of House Lannister, A Lion Of The Rock, The Rightful Queen Of These Seven Kingdoms, Trueborn Daughter Of Tywin Lannister. And Hair Grows Back.