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Sansa

           Heboweddeeply,spunonhisheel,andtookhisleave,hislongwhitecloakstirringtheairbehindhim.

           Sansawasconfused."Idon’tunderstand,"shesaid."WhereisJeyne’sfather?Whycan’tSerBorostakehertohiminsteadofLordPetyrhavingtodoit?"Shehadpromisedherselfshewouldbealady,gentleasthequeenandasstrongashermother,theLadyCatelyn,butallofasuddenshewasscaredagain.Forasecondshethoughtshemightcry."Whereareyousendingher?Shehasn’tdoneanythingwrong,she’sagoodgirl."

           "She’supsetyou,"thequeensaidgently."Wecan’tbehavingthat.Notanotherword,now.LordBaelishwillseethatJeyne’swelltakencareof,Ipromiseyou."Shepattedthechairbesideher."Sitdown,Sansa.Iwanttotalktoyou."

           Sansaseatedherselfbesidethequeen.Cerseismiledagain,butthatdidnotmakeherfeelanylessanxious.Varyswaswringinghissofthandstogether,GrandMaesterPycellekepthissleepyeyesonthepapersinfrontofhim,butshecouldfeelLittlefingerstaring.SomethingaboutthewaythesmallmanlookedathermadeSansafeelasthoughshehadnoclotheson.Goosebumpspimpledherskin.

           "SweetSansa,"QueenCerseisaid,layingasofthandonherwrist."Suchabeautifulchild.IdohopeyouknowhowmuchJoffreyandIloveyou."

           "Youdo?"Sansasaid,breathless.Littlefingerwasforgotten.Herprincelovedher.Nothingelsemattered.

           Thequeensmiled."Ithinkofyoualmostasmyowndaughter.AndIknowtheloveyoubearforJoffrey."

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