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Enfanta, everything here in England is strange.

All my life I have watched you.

I always knew that I would serve you as your lady.

One day, I heard you talking with Senor Colombo.

Come back here.

Miranda.

Saw you staring at her.

I'm going to marry her.

That will involve looking at her from time to time.

You said you'd marry me.

And I meant it when I was a bastard named Snow.

But I'm a Bolton now.

What I want is no longer the primary consideration.

I'm furthering a dynasty.

Do you think she's pretty?

Of course I do.

I'm not blind.

You think she's pretty too.

I'm looking forward to our wedding night.

But don't worry.

I'll have plenty of time for you.

Perhaps I'll marry too.

You're the canal master's daughter.

Who are you going to marry?

The stablekeeper's son.

You're mine.

You're not going anywhere.

Unless I have to listen to more of your jealousy.

Jealousy bores me.

You remember what happens to people who bore me.

You're not going to bore me, are you, Miranda?