ππΎπΌπ΄π½ ππ·π°π πΈπ½ππΏπΈππ΄ πΌπ΄ β₯ 20/β β¦ Brienne of Tarth
All my life men like you have sneered at me, and all my life I've been knocking men like you into the dust.
I will shield your back and keep your counsel and give my life for yours if need be.
I'm no lady, your grace.
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