Seven fifty-two. Seven fifty-two. Seven fifty-two. Seven. Five. Two.
I think I used to have a family. But I don’t remember if they were real or if I imagined them.
- What’s the ‘S’ stand for?
- It’s not an ‘S’. On my world it means hope.
- Well, here it’s an ‘S’ . How about, Sup-
- Excuse me?
I imagine it must be so exciting to squeeze your finger here and watch something die over there.
I’ve been to a place this dark once before. Nearly made the biggest mistake. But what was the mistake? Ever cutting myself in the first place, or not cutting deep enough?
I have been searching for you, Daenerys Stormborn, to ask your forgiveness. I was sworn to protect your family. I failed them. I am Barristan Selmy, Kingsguard to your father. Allow me to join your Queensguard and I will not fail you again.
