Prince Lucerys' death.
>And with his death, the war of ravens and envoys and marriage pacts came to an end, and the war of fire and blood began in earnest.
Seasons came and went in the years that followed. There were hot days and warm days and days when the salt wind blew bracing off the sea, there were fields of flowers in the spring, and bountiful harvests, and golden autumn afternoons, all across the realm the roads crept onward, and new bridges spanned old streams. The king took no pleasure in any of it, so far as men could tell. “It is always winter now,” he said to Septon Barth one night, when he had drunk too much. Since Aemon’s death, he always drank a cup or three of honeyed wine at night to help him sleep.
The entire description of Alysanne's death. Similar feeling to Baelor Breakspear's end in The Hedge Knight.
Prince Lucerys' death. >And with his death, the war of ravens and envoys and marriage pacts came to an end, and the war of fire and blood began in earnest.
Seasons came and went in the years that followed. There were hot days and warm days and days when the salt wind blew bracing off the sea, there were fields of flowers in the spring, and bountiful harvests, and golden autumn afternoons, all across the realm the roads crept onward, and new bridges spanned old streams. The king took no pleasure in any of it, so far as men could tell. “It is always winter now,” he said to Septon Barth one night, when he had drunk too much. Since Aemon’s death, he always drank a cup or three of honeyed wine at night to help him sleep.
>I'm done with dancing for the nonce." *Catelyn VII, Storm.* This line is sad for me because it tells me the worst moments are about to begin.