rainwoods:

For a long time the king did not speak. Then, very softly, he said, “I dream of it sometimes. Of Renly’s dying. A green tent, candles, a woman screaming. And blood.” Stannis looked down at his hands. […] ”He brought his doom on himself with his treason, but I did love him, Davos. I know that now.”

(Source: davosseaworth, via serlancel)