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Sansa

           ShewasgonebeforeSansacouldthinkofareply,chasingNymeriaalongtheriver.

           Aloneandhumiliated,Sansatookthelongwaybacktotheinn,wheresheknewSeptaMordanewouldbewaiting.Ladypaddedquietlybyherside.Shewasalmostintears.Allshewantedwasforthingstobeniceandpretty,thewaytheywereinthesongs.Whycouldn’tAryabesweetanddelicateandkind,likePrincessMyrcella?Shewouldhavelikedasisterlikethat.

           Sansacouldneverunderstandhowtwosisters,bornonlytwoyearsapart,couldbesodifferent.ItwouldhavebeeneasierifAryahadbeenabastard,liketheirhalfbrotherJon.SheevenlookedlikeJon,withthelongfaceandbrownhairoftheStarks,andnothingoftheirladymotherinherfaceorhercoloring.AndJon’smotherhadbeencommon,orsopeoplewhispered.Once,whenshewaslittler,SansahadevenaskedMotherifperhapstherehadn’tbeensomemistake.Perhapsthegrumkinshadstolenherrealsister.ButMotherhadonlylaughedandsaidno,AryawasherdaughterandSansa’struebornsister,bloodoftheirblood.SansacouldnotthinkwhyMotherwouldwanttolieaboutit,soshesupposedithadtobetrue.

           Asshenearedthecenterofcamp,herdistresswasquicklyforgotten.Acrowdhadgatheredaroundthequeen’swheelhouse.Sansaheardexcitedvoicesbuzzinglikeahiveofbees.Thedoorshadbeenthrownopen,shesaw,andthequeenstoodatthetopofthewoodensteps,smilingdownatsomeone.Sheheardhersaying,"Thecouncildoesusgreathonor,mygoodlords."

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