“It’s hard to collect wages from a corpse. I’m sure the sellswords prefer to fight for the winning side.”
“When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.”
“You are kind, my lord,” she said, defeated. “I am a ward of the throne and my duty is to marry as the king commands.”
Your uncle’s marrying one of the Frey girls. So quit trying to bash my skull in and we just might make it there in time for the wedding.