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I know how this must look.
- What I meant was - I swear to you, my lord
I'm not a lord, my dear.
Not for many, many years.
Every man who joins the Night's Watch
renounces all former titles.
Among other things.
What is your name?
Gilly.
Ah, for the gillyflower.
Lovely.
Yes, my
Maester.
Master.
Maester.
And the child?
She hasn't chosen a name yet.
His name is Sam.
Tarly
do you remember the oath you swore
when you joined this order?
He's not my child, Maester Aemon.
She's one of Craster's wives.
I remember every word of the oath.
Night gathers and my watch begins.
I am the shield that guards the realms of men.
The realms of men.
That means her as well as us.
We didn't build 500 miles of ice walls,
700 feet high to keep out men.
The night is gathering, Maester Aemon.
I've seen it.
It's coming for all of us.
Gilly, you and your son
will be our guests for the time being.
We certainly cannot send you back
beyond the Wall.
Thank you
Maester.
I can cook and clean and I can
Good.
Samwell, fetch a quill and inkwell.
I hope your penmanship is better than your swordplay.
Miles better.
We had 44 ravens at last count.
Make sure they're all fed.
Every one of them flies tonight.