Det verkar osannolikt att det finns några andra inofficiella ord när du anser att George har skapat över 400 hus. Utöver det har han inte ens gjort upp alla ord för dem. Det finns några stora hus som House Frey som inte har ord än.
Could you tell us some of the family words for those families we haven't seen yet, for example the words of House Frey?
I'd have to see whether I've created those words, I can't remember off-hand. I've a mountain of notecards at my home where I put down all this information. You have to realize I've made up more than 400 houses, and I haven't created words for all o them yet. I make them when I need them. Where's Elio when I need him?
So Spake Martin, ASSHAI.COM INTERVIEW IN BARCELONA
Med det sagt har George föreslagit att använda "Sapphires" som ersättning för orden för House Tarth vid en boksignering, eftersom han inte hade kommit med orden ännu.
When it was my husband's turn to get our books signed, he told him he wanted the Stark words in two books, and the Tarth words (whatever they were) in the third. George said that he hadn't ever come up with words for the Tarths (maybe he will, now!) He laughed and said if we really wanted something about Tarth, he could just write "sapphires" - naturally, my hubby said, "no, sapphireth!" But ultimately he just put "Winter is Coming" in all of them.
So Spake Martin, US SIGNING TOUR (ALBUQUERQUE, NM)
Det här är bara en utbyte av universum snarare än i universum ofofficiella ord. Sapphires används dock av Jaime för att hålla honom och Brienne säker av Vargo Hoats män, även om Tarth inte kallas Safir Isle för ädelstenar.
"Is every word you say a lie, Kingslayer? Tarth is called the Sapphire Isle for the blue of its waters."
A Storm of Swords, Jaime III
Naturligtvis fortsätter detta att hjälpa dem att bli räddade från många obehagliga datum samtidigt i lägret. Följande passage går också någonstans för att beskriva referensen från personens man vid undertecknandet.
Cursing, Rorge kicked at his stump again. Jaime howled. I never knew there was such agony in the world, was the last thing he remembered thinking. It was hard to say how long he was gone, but when the pain spit him out, Urswyck was there, and Vargo Hoat himself. "Thee'th not to be touched," the goat screamed, spraying spittle all over Zollo. "Thee hath to be a maid, you foolth! Thee'th worth a bag of thapphireth!" And from then on, every night Hoat put guards on them, to protect them from his own.
A Storm of Swords, Jaime IV