"Your Grace," a second voice said softly. "Pardon, but your ink has frozen."
The Braavosi, Theon knew. What was his name? Tycho… Tycho something…
“Perhaps a bit of heat… ?”
“I know a quicker way.” Stannis drew his dagger.
For an instant Theon thought that he meant to stab the banker. You will never get a drop of blood from that one, my lord, he might have told him. The king laid the blade of the knife against the ball of his left thumb, and slashed.
"There. I will sign in mine own blood. That ought to make your masters happy.”
Me, before my college career in film studies:OMG A Christmas story is so funny and kewt
Me, post-college:What an interesting discourse on 40s domestic life and dialogue on male adolescence. Hmm...I think that the mother's experience as a woman and homemaker in the film could be an interesting study when compared to [insert another film examining gender in 40s America].
ASoIaF fandom: OMG HOW DARE YOU SLUT SHAME THEON MY PRECIOUS BABY YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT HE’S BEEN THROUGH SLUT SHAMING IS WRONG OMG HOW CAN “SLUT” BE USED IN A SEX-POSITIVE LIGHT YOU BITCH SLUT IS ALWAYS A NEGATIVE WORD AND MY POV IS ALWAYS RIGHT AND YOURS IS ALWAYS WRONG ONLY CONVENTIONAL POVS ARE VALID SHAME ON YOU