The Tyrell's house sigil is a golden rose, and Ser Loras wears it with great pride. He is more chivalrous and romantic than any man I've known, such is his way. [ all the girls in the kingdom want to bed him and all the boys want to be him, after all. ]
Queen in the South, of the Crownlands, the Reach, the Stormlands, the Westerlands, and Dorne.
[ In the end, she must choose what is best for her family. Renly is dead. Robb Stark is dead. The Stark boys have little chance of survival, wherever they are. Sansa may outlive them yet, though the odds are not in her favor. The Lannisters, too, shall perish in due time, with her own family's careful invasion of King's Landing. Cersei will join her father in the grave by the end of her trial. Ser Jamie is wanted by many, off with Ser Brienne to his doom, most likely. Tyrion is gone. Her most recent lord husband, His Grace, sits athrone, a perfect puppet (and sweet, truly) for the glory of the Tyrells.
[ She is the Queen now. Her loyalties need not be feigned with Renly, when true power lies with her little lion. Due respects must be payed to Robb Stark, for here the young wolf has many claws, but she holds no warmth for him. Pity he did not trade Ser Jamie for his sister and flee. Pity he married the wrong woman. More the pity, he courts a lady unable to raise the dead. ]
For reference, your brave wolf, [ yes, she knows, having watched their conversations carefully. ] His Grace, Robb Stark holds the North and the Riverlands. House Greyjoy claims the Iron Islands — and the entire kingdom, though none bend to the knee to them. The Vale of Arryn remains with Lady Regent Lysa Arryn, sister of Lady Catelyn Stark, though she has not assisted any King or Queen in Westeros. [ she keeps her information dated; no spoilers for the watching Westerosi. ] Beyond the wall, no true king can be found. The wildlings have had many kings, and none have breached the North. The gallant Lord Commander Snow protects all lands from that which seeks to cross. [ you're welcome, jon. ]
[ Stannis receives no mention. He deserves nothing. ]
text; spoilers for affc/adwd
Queen in the South, of the Crownlands, the Reach, the Stormlands, the Westerlands, and Dorne.
[ In the end, she must choose what is best for her family. Renly is dead. Robb Stark is dead. The Stark boys have little chance of survival, wherever they are. Sansa may outlive them yet, though the odds are not in her favor. The Lannisters, too, shall perish in due time, with her own family's careful invasion of King's Landing. Cersei will join her father in the grave by the end of her trial. Ser Jamie is wanted by many, off with Ser Brienne to his doom, most likely. Tyrion is gone. Her most recent lord husband, His Grace, sits athrone, a perfect puppet (and sweet, truly) for the glory of the Tyrells.
[ She is the Queen now. Her loyalties need not be feigned with Renly, when true power lies with her little lion. Due respects must be payed to Robb Stark, for here the young wolf has many claws, but she holds no warmth for him. Pity he did not trade Ser Jamie for his sister and flee. Pity he married the wrong woman. More the pity, he courts a lady unable to raise the dead. ]
For reference, your brave wolf, [ yes, she knows, having watched their conversations carefully. ] His Grace, Robb Stark holds the North and the Riverlands. House Greyjoy claims the Iron Islands — and the entire kingdom, though none bend to the knee to them. The Vale of Arryn remains with Lady Regent Lysa Arryn, sister of Lady Catelyn Stark, though she has not assisted any King or Queen in Westeros. [ she keeps her information dated; no spoilers for the watching Westerosi. ] Beyond the wall, no true king can be found. The wildlings have had many kings, and none have breached the North. The gallant Lord Commander Snow protects all lands from that which seeks to cross. [ you're welcome, jon. ]
[ Stannis receives no mention. He deserves nothing. ]