The Man Is As Useless As Nipples

Irri And Jhiqui Argued About Rakharo. “you Are Too Skinny For Him,” Jhiqui Was Saying. “you Are Almost A Boy. Rakharo Does Not Bed With Boys. This Is Known.” Irri Bristled Back. “it Is Known That You Are Almost A Cow. Rakharo Does Not Bed With Cows.

They Were Never My Pack, Not Even Hot Pie And Gendry. I Was Stupid To Think So, Just A Stupid Little Girl, And No Wolf At All.

Not All Men Were Meant To Dance With Dragons.

I Wanted To Write A Big Novel, Something Epic In Scale.

All Fiction Has To Have A Certain Amount Of Truth In It To Be Powerful.