aut vincere aut mori;

   “I could regale you with tales of intoxicated men in taverns, but I think you could piece it together well enough regardless.  Or perhaps some story about the lands beyond the Wall.”

“That’s up to you. I got the impression from our last encounter that the days of you wanting me by your side were over.” Viserys replied, heaving a sigh of his own. 

“You’re right. We were supposed to marry and further our lineage. We were supposed to rule together. Fate dealt us some pretty faulty cards to begin with and I did the best I could. I apologize if it wasn’t enough.”

“Even for the safety of the people of my country?” Kahlan sighed, pressing her lips together. She understood the visiting Kahleesi, but the dragons were dangerous.

“ I do too. Why is there no peace for you, Your Grace? ”