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Sansa

           Robarlaymoaningasthevictormadehiscircuitofthefield.Finallytheycalledforalitterandcarriedhimofftohistent,dazedandunmoving.Sansaneversawit.HereyeswereonlyforSerLoras.Whenthewhitehorsestoppedinfrontofher,shethoughtherheartwouldburst.

           Totheothermaidenshehadgivenwhiteroses,buttheonehepluckedforherwasred."Sweetlady,"hesaid,"novictoryishalfsobeautifulasyou."Sansatooktheflowertimidly,struckdumbbyhisgallantry.Hishairwasamassoflazybrowncurls,hiseyeslikeliquidgold.SheinhaledthesweetfragranceoftheroseandsatclutchingitlongafterSerLorashadriddenoff.

           WhenSansafinallylookedup,amanwasstandingoverher,staring.Hewasshort,withapointedbeardandasilverstreakinhishair,almostasoldasherfather."Youmustbeoneofherdaughters,"hesaidtoher.Hehadgrey-greeneyesthatdidnotsmilewhenhismouthdid."YouhavetheTullylook."

           "I’mSansaStark,"shesaid,illatease.Themanworeaheavycloakwithafurcollar,fastenedwithasilvermockingbird,andhehadtheeffortlessmannerofahighlord,butshedidnotknowhim."Ihavenothadthehonor,mylord."

           SeptaMordanequicklytookahand."Sweetchild,thisisLordPetyrBaelish,oftheking’ssmallcouncil."

           "Yourmotherwasmyqueenofbeautyonce,"themansaidquietly.Hisbreathsmelledofmint."Youhaveherhair."Hisfingersbrushedagainsthercheekashestrokedoneauburnlock.Quiteabruptlyheturnedandwalkedaway.

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