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Sansa

           "Yourlordfatherwillhearofthis!Gotoyourchambers,atonce.Atonce!"

           "Metoo?"TearswelledinSansa’seyes."That’snotfair."

           "Thematterisnotsubjecttodiscussion.Go!"

           Sansastalkedawaywithherheadup.Shewastobeaqueen,andqueensdidnotcry.Atleastnotwherepeoplecouldsee.Whenshereachedherbedchamber,shebarredthedoorandtookoffherdress.Thebloodorangehadleftablotchyredstainonthesilk."Ihateher!"shescreamed.Sheballedupthedressandflungitintothecoldhearth,ontopoftheashesoflastnight’sfire.Whenshesawthatthestainhadbledthroughontoherunderskirt,shebegantosobdespiteherself.Sherippedofftherestofherclotheswildly,threwherselfintobed,andcriedherselfbacktosleep.

           ItwasmiddaywhenSeptaMordaneknockeduponherdoor."Sansa.Yourlordfatherwillseeyounow."

           Sansasatup."Lady,"shewhispered.Foramomentitwasasifthedirewolfwasthereintheroom,lookingatherwiththosegoldeneyes,sadandknowing.Shehadbeendreaming,sherealized.Ladywaswithher,andtheywererunningtogether,and...and...tryingtorememberwasliketryingtocatchtherainwithherfingers.Thedreamfaded,andLadywasdeadagain.

           "Sansa."Therapcameagain,sharply."Doyouhearme?"

           "Yes,Septa,"shecalledout."MightIhaveamomenttodress,please?"Hereyeswereredfromcrying,butshedidherbesttomakeherselfbeautiful.

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