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[emgoldened]

[A madman or a man close to it—he's not sure which he is anymore. Oh, he'd definitely gone mad. Threatening to carve out the supposed stallion that would end up mounting the world in front of the whelp's father, in front of Dothraki screamers, in front of other khals than Drogo, what else would that be other than pure insanity? Would she have let it happen if she knew the truth of their family, or would she have recognized it for what it was and, perhaps, exiled him from exile? Would he be alive if he'd told her everything about the Targaryen history?

But, no. No. He couldn't do that to his family. What if, though?]

If you are worried I might take it upon myself to hurt them, to run them through with a sword, I must tell you know that will not happen. I have no experience with them. I lived in exile. I had little time to do anything other than make sure my sister I were fed and clothed. [It's a weakness he hates admitting and partially a lie, but he follows it with something close to fact. There wasn't much he could do for a rather long time, running from place to place as they were. The last year before he sold his sister, he'd had time...just not the inclination. He could have asked Ser Mormont, but he hadn't the inclination, either. He'd had the opportunity, he just hadn't taken it. He doesn't know Arya at all, but even she would have more experience with a sword than he, and at such a young age. Hopefully he doesn't find that out.] The words I would have mean to address those rumors and the ones that must run rampantly throughout Westeros and need not make their way to my sister. There are things she must never hear. I will not have her being upset because I could not take the initiative to keep certain things from her, especially not with the burden of being in a different place. It is too much. I will not have it.

[I am no threat to you and yours, but your words are a threat to me and mine. Said to a Stark.

Last dragon indeed.]