It is the tigress and lioness in you, which tends to defend when attacked.
Let me show you what your life should have been. What your perfect day would have been like.
You and I had a little cottage. It was an ordinary summer day. You had been playing outside so you were tired and it was time for bed. You told me about the fort that you had built out in the woods by the river. So I asked if I could visit and you said when the sun came up in the morning, and I said goodnight Nadia, sleep well.
“Dragons,” Aemon whispered. “The grief and glory of my House, they were.”
you have no idea what I’m feeling