Robert Baratheon vs Rhaegar Targaryen at Ruby Ford - by artist Tomasz Jedruszek.
seen from China
seen from Italy
seen from China

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Türkiye

seen from Malaysia
seen from China
seen from China

seen from Portugal
seen from China

seen from Maldives
seen from United States
seen from China

seen from Japan
seen from Russia
seen from Albania
seen from Norway

seen from Malaysia
Robert Baratheon vs Rhaegar Targaryen at Ruby Ford - by artist Tomasz Jedruszek.

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
15_Juego de tronos_Sansa I
¿Y tú quién eres, chico? —preguntó en un tono imperioso que no delataba que el otro le llevaba un año.
—Mycah —murmuró el muchacho. Reconoció al príncipe y bajó la vista—. Mi señor.
—Es el hijo del carnicero —dijo Sansa.
—Es mi amigo —intervino Arya con tono brusco—. Déjalo en paz.
—El hijo de un carnicero y quiere ser caballero, ¿eh? —Joffrey desmontó, espada en mano—. Recoge tu espada, carnicero —dijo; le brillaban los ojos de diversión—. A ver qué tal lo haces. —Mycah se quedó paralizado de miedo. Joffrey avanzó hacia él—.Venga, que la cojas te he dicho. ¿O es que sólo peleas con niñas?
—Me lo pidió ella, mi señor —dijo Mycah—. ¡Me lo pidió ella! A Sansa le bastó mirar el rostro congestionado de Arya para saber que el chico decía la verdad, pero Joffrey no estaba en disposición de escuchar nada. El vino lo hacía aún más audaz —¿Coges tu espada o no?
—No es más que un palo, mi señor —dijo Mycah con un gesto de negación—. No es una espada. Sólo es un palo.
—Y tú no eres más que el hijo de un carnicero, no un caballero. —Joffrey alzó a Colmillo de León y puso la punta en la mejilla de Mycah, justo debajo del ojo. El muchacho temblaba de manera incontrolable—. ¿Sabes que estabas atacando a la hermana de mi señora?
A Game of Thrones, Daenerys III
“I hit him,” she said, wonder in her voice. Now that it was over, it seemed like some strange dream that she had dreamed.
“Ser Jorah, do you think…he’ll be so angry when he gets back…” She shivered.
“I woke the dragon, didn’t I?”
Ser Jorah snorted. “Can you wake the dead, girl?
“Your brother Rhaegar was the last dragon, and he died on the Trident. Viserys is less than the shadow of a snake.”
His blunt words startled her. It seemed as though all the things she had always believed were suddenly called into question.
“You…you swore him your sword…”
“That I did, girl,” Ser Jorah said. “And if your brother is the shadow of a snake, what does that make his servants?” His voice was bitter.
The pair quickly married in the farm’s yard, with only their immediate family in attendance. Jacob knew they could afford a large, lavish wedding, but he thought it would be distasteful, considering how many of their neighbors weren’t as well off as them.
A Game of Thrones, Daenerys I
“I shall kill the Usurper myself,” he promised, who had never killed anyone, “as he killed my brother Rhaegar. And Lannister too, the Kingslayer, for what he did to my father.”
“That would be most fitting,” Magister Illyrio said. Dany saw the smallest hint of a smile playing around his full lips, but her brother did not notice.
Nodding, he pushed back a curtain and stared off into the night, and Dany knew he was fighting the Battle of the Trident once again.

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
A Game of Thrones, Sansa I
Sansa regarded her scrawny little sister in disbelief. “You can’t look for rubies, the princess is expecting us. The queen invited us both.”
“I don’t care,” Arya said. “The wheelhouse doesn’t even have windows, you can’t see a thing.”
“What could you want to see?” Sansa said, annoyed. She had been thrilled by the invitation, and her stupid sister was going to ruin everything, just as she’d feared. “It’s all just fields and farms and holdfasts.”
“It is not,” Arya said stubbornly. “If you came with us sometimes, you’d see.”
“I hate riding,” Sansa said fervently. “All it does is get you soiled and dusty and sore.”
Arya shrugged. “Hold still,” she snapped at Nymeria, “I’m not hurting you.”
A Game of Thrones, Sansa I
“Shouldn’t we be starting back?” she asked.
“Soon,” Joffrey said.
“The battleground is right up ahead, where the river bends. That was where my father killed Rhaegar Targaryen, you know.
“He smashed in his chest, crunch, right through the armor.” Joffrey swung an imaginary warhammer to show her how it was done.
“Then my uncle Jaime killed old Aerys, and my father was king.”
Ruth began helping her mother out with the farm work, though Abigail gladly let her daughter have a break when Ruby arrived for a visit.