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I Will Teach Them What It Means To Put A Lion In A Cage, Cersei Thought.

I Have Been Despised By Better Men Than You.

Give Me A Good Sharp Knife And A Good Sharp Cheese And I’m A Happy Man.

We Were Talking About The Prince,' Sansa Said, Her Voice Soft As A Kiss. Arya Knew Which Prince She Meant: Joffrey, Of Course. The Tall, Handsome One. Sansa Got To Sit With Him At The Feast. Arya Had To Sit With The Little Fat One. Naturally.

I'm A Strong Believer In Telling Stories Through A Limited But Very Tight Third Person Point Of View. I Have Used Other Techniques During My Career, Like The First Person Or The Omniscient View Point, But I Actually Hate The Omniscient Viewpoint. None Of Us Have An Omniscient Viewpoint; We Are Alone In The Universe. We Hear What We Can Hear... We Are Very Limited. If A Plane Crashes Behind You I Would See It But You Wouldn't. That's The Way We Perceive The World And I Want To Put My Readers In The Head Of My Characters.