Sansa

           InthetowerroomattheheartofMaegor’sHoldfast,Sansagaveherselftothedarkness.

           Shedrewthecurtainsaroundherbed,slept,wokeweeping,andsleptagain.Whenshecouldnotsleepshelayunderherblanketsshiveringwithgrief.Servantscameandwent,bringingmeals,butthesightoffoodwasmorethanshecouldbear.Thedishespileduponthetablebeneathherwindow,untouchedandspoiling,untiltheservantstookthemawayagain.

           Sometimeshersleepwasleadenanddreamless,andshewokefromitmoretiredthanwhenshehadclosedhereyes.Yetthosewerethebesttimes,forwhenshedreamed,shedreamedofFather.Wakingorsleeping,shesawhim,sawthegoldcloaksflinghimdown,sawSerIlynstridingforward,unsheathingIcefromthescabbardonhisback,sawthemoment...themomentwhen...shehadwantedtolookaway,shehadwantedto,herlegshadgoneoutfromunderherandshehadfallentoherknees,yetsomehowshecouldnotturnherhead,andallthepeoplewerescreamingandshouting,andherprincehadsmiledather,he’dsmiledandshe’dfeltsafe,butonlyforaheartbeat,untilhesaidthosewords,andherfather’slegs...thatwaswhatsheremembered,hislegs,thewaythey’djerkedwhenSerIlyn...whenthesword...

           PerhapsIwilldietoo,shetoldherself,andthethoughtdidnotseemsoterribletoher.Ifsheflungherselffromthewindow,shecouldputanendtohersuffering,andintheyearstocomethesingerswouldwritesongsofhergrief.

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