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When he closed his eyes, he dreamed of direwolves.

When he closed his eyes, he dreamed of direwolves.

Jon glanced back at Stannis. For an instant their eyes met. Then the king nodded and went back inside his tower.

and her hair was blood and flame.

I know he’s the King. My father died for him.

I pray for a glimpse of Azor Ahai, and R’hllor shows me only Snow.

Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice.

A smoke-filled room is a term for a secret political gathering or round table style decision-making process. It suggests a cabal of powerful or well-connected, cigar-smoking men meeting privately to nominate a dark horse political candidate or otherwise make decisions without regard for the will of the larger group.

Smoke - Daughter ( Lyrics )