LETTER FROM THE EDITOR

Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. But you refuse the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover. But in their hour of greatest need, you refuse the call. And you, Lord Kerwin, your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton, still, you refuse the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers. We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don’t care if he’s a bastard. Ned Stark’s blood runs through his veins. He’s my king, from this day until his last

A Lannister always pays his debts. A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. Each should have its own reward. The bear and the maiden fair. Winter is coming. The War of the 5 kings. The rains of castamere. I would like a trial by combat. What is dead may never die. Pay the iron price. It is rare to meet a Lannister who shares my enthusiasm for dead Lannisters. It's ten thousand miles between Kings landing and the wall. The night is dark and full of terrors. What is dead may never die. A Lannister always pays his debts. All men must die.