He was... [ She drifts into silence. Her mind scrambling to find what little the castle left her with. ] Strong. My lord husband was strong, he led a khalasar of forty thousand strong and he had never been defeated. His hair had never been cut and was adorned with the bells of his victories.

[ She stares at the water, swinging her feet back and forth, watching the ripples the movements creates. ]

He was not a man who showed many emotions, he was a great khal and as khal he had to be as stone. But he was kind to me, he was sweet and tender. [ She wishes she could describe his face, she wishes she could remember his name. ]

He grew to love me and I grew to love him deeply, with all of my heart. [ The smile that creeps onto her lips is small and sad. ] I still do.