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Full text of Ned and Ashara’s dance at the Harrenhal feast | Act I of ‘Game of Thrones: The Mad King’ 🐺💫 (Brandon pushes Ned to dance with Ashara in order to woo her on his behalf and arrange a meeting between the two. Ned and Ashara start dancing.) Ashara: Well then, make your appeal. Ned: I have no appeal, my lady. Ashara: Oh, am I not fair? I mark your flushed cheeks. Ashara: Exceeding fair, I concede it. Ashara: Then desire you not my favor to tie about your lance? Ned: I’ll not ride in the lists, my lady. Ashara: Not even as a mystery knight in hope of a white cloak? Ned: Mystery knights seek no favors. Ashara: For your brother, then? Ned: My brother's a promised man, Ashara: (Laughs) Love cares not for promises. Ned: Nay, Lady. Love is a promise. Ashara: Oh? And what know you of love? Ned: Little in practice, I confess. But I know much of honor, of duty. Ashara: You sound like my brother. There is no passion in duty. Why would your gods gift you a body that feels, if not to honor your desires? In Dorne I lie with men, women, sometimes many at once, and I love every one of them. Here I am in your arms, my body against yours. Do you not feel it? Is this not love? Ned: Love is not so easily felt, so easily given. I'll be with no other before I'm wed. I'll sire no bastard Snows. When I speak my vows, I shall give myself entirely. An unbreakable promise. That is love. Ashara: You're faithful to a woman you don't yet know. Ned: Aye. Ashara: Then, for the sake of argument, allow me this. (They kiss, and Brandon, who is watching from the side, gives them a dirty look). Don't forfeit joy for the sake of duty. Ned: Don’t deny love for the sake of joy. Ashara: I shall be waiting at the shore of the lake. (Walks away) Ned: Mean you that for my brother or myself ✐ᝰ holycoow on Tumblr