They send for a cask of Arbor gold, to toast good King Joffrey and his wise and benevolent Hand. At that Cersei lost patience. “It’s swords Joff needs, not toasts,” she snapped. “His realm is still plagued with would-be usurpers and self-styled kings.”
“But not for long, I think,” said Varys unctuously.
Remember when Martin and Ben were like really awkward and uncomfortable-looking at the Emmy’s a couple years ago, and they were like “omg we have to stay together, we only know each other”
and now Ben’s at the Oscars alone and he’s just on fucking crack.
I bet his parents are watching and telling each this is not what they raised.
Meanwhile Martin is laughing his ass off phone in hand because he just dared Ben to do it via text message
The selfie that changed the world!
I giggled through this whole part. I love this and all of them!