Will Martin
Will Martin
Will Martinis a New Zealand-born classical crossover singer...
ice thrones armor
Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used against you
gold
Trust is earned. Like gold.
dark night light
Light our fire and protect us from the dark, blah blah, light our way and keep us toasty warm, the night is dark and full of terrors, save us from the scary things, and blah blah blah some more.
happy-endings
There are no happy endings.
girl inns brothels
I bet this is a brothel," she whispered to Gendry. "You don't even know what a brothel is." "I do so," she insisted. "It's like an inn, with girls.
tongue contempt universal
Contempt, thought Tyrion, the universal tongue.
summer fall autumn
What was it Catelyn Stark had called them, that night at Bitterbridge? The knights of summer. And now it was autumn and they were falling like leaves...
father thinking doing-nothing
Nothing. My father is very good at doing nothing. He calls it thinking.
crowns safe
No one who wears a crown is ever safe.
ice wind storm
For herself, she wanted sleet and ice, howling winds, thunder to shake the very stones of the Red Keep. She wanted a storm to match her rage.
enemy allies dangerous
Some allies are more dangerous than enemies.
hurt flower son
Who do you think our champion will be today? Have you seen Mace Tyrell's boy? The Knight of Flowers, they call him. Now there's a son any man would be proud to own to. Last tourney, he dumped the Kingslayer on his golden rump, you ought to have seen the look on Cersei's face. I laughed till my sides hurt.
sorry sea justice
I did not do it. Yet now I wish I had.’ He turned to face the hall, that sea of pale faces. ‘I wish I had enough poison for you all. You make me sorry that I am not the monster you would have me be, yet there it is. I am innocent, but I will get no justice here.
sorry trusted know-how
I'm sorry that I never trusted you. I don't know how to do that anymore.