I killed you every time we sparred when we were peers until you finally decided

you didn't want to fight me anymore. Tonight you asked if you could try a new

skill on me. I said what was it? you said it was a blow that might hurt a little.

I said ok. so you cut my head off, killing me and then quit. Tyrion told me it

was a skill called cleave. Well if all you can do is still under protection

and only lose it long enough to kill someone who was your friend and then quit,

then you don't deserve the title \"Sir\". You are a coward and a liar. I made you

my enemy and tried to challenge you in an honourable fashion but you just quit.

I intent to kill you anyway and anytime i can from now on you little maggot.

Written by my hand on the 22nd of Ilmarael, in the year 1011.