"I already told you what I wanted, but you seemed quite adamant in refusing me. But fret not, Cersei Lannister, for unlike you, I actually respect the sacred laws of hospitality and shall not harm you in your own home after eating food under your roof," the northerner said with a sigh. She wondered if he was even truly from the North with these Valyrian purple eyes of his. "My name is Jon Stark, and I'm done wasting my time trying to bargain with foolish, selfish imbeciles like you. It's a wonder how you managed to give birth to such a sweet girl like Myrcella. At least my wife can keep her favourite lady-in-waiting now."