the style of a woman, the kiss of a man

Later, when Arianne had gone, he put down his longaxe and lifted Prince Doran into his bed. “Until the Mountain crushed my brother’s skull, no Dornishmen had died in this War of the Five Kings,” the prince murmured softly, as Hotah pulled a blanket over him. “Tell me, Captain, is that my shame or my glory?”

tagged as: Game of Thrones; GoT; i have to admit; last episode when doran was talking about war and what he had seen; all i could think about was post canon cardassia Bashir remembering the dominion war; Doran Martell; Alexander Siddig;