Remember our coverage of the royal wedding in Westeros?
Dejligste roser har stindeste torne,
skønneste blomster sin tærende gift,
under en rosenkind hjertet kan forne,
for dog at skæbnen er sælsom og skift!
skønneste blomster sin tærende gift,
under en rosenkind hjertet kan forne,
for dog at skæbnen er sælsom og skift!
Vackraste rosor på törnbusken glöder,
skönaste blommor har tärande gift,
kinden kan blomstra fast hjärtat det blöder,
ödet är sällsamt och ändrar sin skrift!
The critical moment |
Did any one mourn Joffrey (not counting his royal mother!)? |
Should we blame the cupbearer, even though we love Tyrion for his sharp mind and good sense?
The downfall of this sociopathic ruler started when he washed his share of the wedding cake down
with a glass of Arbour Red wine laced with strychnine.
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The raw material for the crystal he swallowed. Nux vomica. The active principle was taken from these seeds. |
A strychnine molecule |
Now, let's sing the Rains of Castamere to finish this post!
And whoooo are yoooou... the proud lord said...
that I must bow so looooow...?
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