There was light enough to see the contours of the three-dimensional map splayed across the large table in front of them, and light enough to see the others’ faces, but not enough for details, which was probably all for the best. Not a single one of them looked great in the afterlife, not even him. No, Robb Stark had to admit, being dead is not a great color on me.

After I finished reading A Game of Thrones, for the first time, the only response to the name “Theon Greyjoy” I could manage was, “Ugh, Theon. Worst.”