Show them that hope exists. Show them that there is daylight on the other side of darkness.

The wind drops us where it will and there we have the choice to either fight our fate or grow roots and bloom.

Leofric met her eye, his own gaze hard. He was clearly losing patience with her. “This is life,” he snapped. “It’s not sweet and it’s not pretty—but before you look at me with scorn remember I’ve just saved both our lives.

Wishes are useless now - they will bring nothing but pain.

He shed a lake of blood and murdered a king for a cold, lonely throne.

There is no friendship between kings.

Only a fool goes to war in winter.

It does not matter how much we distance ourselves, how far we run - the past always shadows us.

One thing my father taught me,” he told her quietly, “is that everyone has their price. From the highest to the lowest, we will all bargain. It’s just a matter of finding what yours is.

Ours is a world controlled by the warrior and the sword.