I did wait. For my crown, for my throne, for you. All those years, and all I ever got was a pot of molten gold. Why did they give the dragon’s eggs to you? They should have been mine. If I’d had a dragon, I would have taught the world the meaning of those words.
I don’t serve your brother, Your Grace.
And mine are long and sharp, my lord, as long and sharp as yours.
#i’m imagining tyrion running around fucking shit up so jaime doesn’t feel awkward anymore #jaime keeps not being able to open doors #so tyrion yells at people for closing doors #jaime can’t use silverware #so tyrion starts eating with his hands (via jeynegrey)
Life is made up of moments—good ones, bad ones, but they’re all worth living.