#clean death vs cruel death

Stannis-  Heard you were dead.                                        
Davos-  Not yet. I had hoped to speak to you alone, your grace.            
Stannis- We are alone.                                                                                  
Davos- Your Grace, you are the rightful king. Not only by blood. You’re an honorable man, a just man, and there is still a war to fight.
Stannis-  I am fighting.                                                                                
Davos- By burning prisoners alive?                                                            
Melisandre-  How would you punish the infidels, Ser Davos?                        
Davos-  I do not judge people for the gods they worship. If I did, I’d have thrown you in the sea before you ever set foot on Dragonstone.                    
Melisandre-  I’m not your enemy.                                                                
Davos-  You are my enemy.                                                                
Melisandre-  Was it me you fought on Blackwater bay? Did I set your ships ablaze? I wasn’t there when the wildfire killed our men by the thousands. I could have saved those men. If you would have taken the city, Stannis would sit upon his rightful throne and you would stand beside him. But I wasn’t there because you convinced your king to leave me behind. Do you hear them screaming? All those burning men in the water? Crying for their mothers, for their gods, for help until the moment that the black water swallowed them? Don’t despair Ser Davos. What I told your son is true. Death by fire is the purest death.
Davos-  (Lunging at Melisandre) This woman is evil! She’s the mother of demons!    
Stannis-  Take him to the dungeon. Lock him in a cell.

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“Are you well Bran?”…

    “Yes, Father,” Bran told him…“Rob said the man died bravely, but Jon says he was afraid.”

    “What do you think?”

    Bran thought about it. “Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid?”

    “That is the only time a man can be brave,” his father told him. “Do you understand why I did it?”

    “He was a wildling,” Bran said. “They carry of women and sell them to the Others.”

    His lord father smiled. “Old Nan has been telling you stories again. In truth, the man was an oathbreaker, a deserter from the Night’s Watch. No man is more dangerous. The deserter knows his life is forfeit if he is taken, so he will not flinch from any crime, no matter how vile. But you mistake me. The question was not why the man had to die, but why I must do it.”

    Bran had no answer for that. “King Robert has a headman,” he said, uncertainly.

    “He does,” his father admitted. “As did the Targaryen kings before him. Yet our way is the older way. The blood of the First Men still flows in the veins of the Starks, and we hold the belief that the man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. If you would take a man’s life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. And if you cannot bear to do that, then perhaps the man does not deserve to die.

    "One day, Bran, you will be Robb’s bannerman, holding a keep of your own for your brother and your king, and justice will fall to you. When that day comes, you must take no pleasure in the task, but neither must you look away. A ruler who hides behind paid executioners soon forgets what death is.”

                                      - George R.R. Martin, Bran I, A Game of Thrones

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