“I could keep you safe,” he rasped. “They’re all afraid of me. No one
would hurt you again, or I’d kill them.” He yanked her closer, and for a
moment she thought he meant to kiss her. He was too strong to fight.
She closed her eyes, wanting it to be over, but nothing happened. “Still
can’t bear to look, can you?” she heard him say.
–George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings