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George R.R. Martin Quote: “Beware the perfumed seneschal.”
Who is the perfumed seneschal in Quaithe's warning to Daenerys? - Quora
In Game of Thrones, is Varys the perfumed seneschal? - Quora
Who is the perfumed seneschal in Quaithe's warning to Daenerys? - Quora
Daenerys Targaryen - The glass candles are burning. Soon comes the pale mare, and after her the others. Kraken and dark flame, lion and griffin, the sun's son and the mummer's dragon.
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Beware the perfumed seneschal - General (ASoIaF) - A Forum of Ice and Fire - A Song of Ice and Fire & Game of Thrones
George R.R. Martin Quote: “Hear me, Daenerys Targaryen. The glass candles are burning. Soon comes the pale mare, and after her the others. Kraken a...”
The perfumed seneschal - A Dance with Dragons - A Forum of Ice and Fire - A Song of Ice and Fire & Game of Thrones
Prophecy always predicted Varys would betray Daenerys on 'Game of Thrones' - Entertainment
Who is the perfumed seneschal in Quaithe's warning to Daenerys? - Quora
Tyrion's betrayal may or not happen in the show, but it's interesting how Quaithe says how Daenerys can't trust a lion (in the books) : r/freefolk
Who is the Perfumed Seneschal? | Thrones Amino
Who is the Perfumed Seneschal? | Thrones Amino
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In Game of Thrones, is Varys the perfumed seneschal? - Quora
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AQuoteOfIceAndFire on Twitter: "“Hear me, Daenerys Targaryen. The glass candles are burning. Soon comes the pale mare, & after her the others. Kraken & dark flame, lion & griffin, the sun's son & the mummer's dragon. Trust none of ...
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Beware the perfumed seneschal? Could this mean the boat Tyrion and Jorah are sailing on? Thoughts? : r/pureasoiaf
Who is the Perfumed Seneschal? | Thrones Amino
Game of Thrones' Season 8: What Happened to Quaithe? - The Ringer