stannisbaratheon: Are you ashamed of me, father?When you were an infant, a Dornish trader landed on Dragonstone. His goods were junk except for one wooden doll. He’d even sewn a dress on it in the colors of our house. No doubt he’d heard of your birth
stannisbaratheon: Are you ashamed of me, father?When you were an infant, a Dornish trader landed on Dragonstone. His goods were junk except for one wooden doll. He’d even sewn a dress on it in the colors of our house. No doubt he’d heard of your birth
stannisbaratheon: Are you ashamed of me, father?When you were an infant, a Dornish trader landed on Dragonstone. His goods were junk except for one wooden doll. He’d even sewn a dress on it in the colors of our house. No doubt he’d heard of your birth
stannisbaratheon: Are you ashamed of me, father?When you were an infant, a Dornish trader landed on Dragonstone. His goods were junk except for one wooden doll. He’d even sewn a dress on it in the colors of our house. No doubt he’d heard of your birth
stannisbaratheon: Are you ashamed of me, father?When you were an infant, a Dornish trader landed on Dragonstone. His goods were junk except for one wooden doll. He’d even sewn a dress on it in the colors of our house. No doubt he’d heard of your birth
stannisbaratheon: Are you ashamed of me, father?When you were an infant, a Dornish trader landed on Dragonstone. His goods were junk except for one wooden doll. He’d even sewn a dress on it in the colors of our house. No doubt he’d heard of your birth
stannisbaratheon: Are you ashamed of me, father?When you were an infant, a Dornish trader landed on Dragonstone. His goods were junk except for one wooden doll. He’d even sewn a dress on it in the colors of our house. No doubt he’d heard of your birth
stannisbaratheon: Are you ashamed of me, father?When you were an infant, a Dornish trader landed on Dragonstone. His goods were junk except for one wooden doll. He’d even sewn a dress on it in the colors of our house. No doubt he’d heard of your birth
stannisbaratheon: Are you ashamed of me, father?When you were an infant, a Dornish trader landed on Dragonstone. His goods were junk except for one wooden doll. He’d even sewn a dress on it in the colors of our house. No doubt he’d heard of your birth