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Sansa

           Hegrabbedupfourwinecupsandbegantojugglethem.Everysooftenoneofthemwouldcomedownandsmashhiminthehead.Afewnervouslaughsechoedthroughthehall.SansawenttoSerLancelandkneltbesidehim.Hiswoundwasbleedingafreshwherethequeenhadstruckhim."Madness,"hegasped."Gods,theImpwasright,wasright..."

           "Helphim,"Sansacommandedtwooftheservingmen.Onejustlookedatherandran,flagonandall.Otherservantswereleavingthehallaswell,butshecouldnothelpthat.Together,Sansaandtheservingmangotthewoundedknightbackonhisfeet."TakehimtoMaesterFrenken."Lancelwasoneofthem,yetsomehowshestillcouldnotbringherselftowishhimdead.Iamsoftandweakandstupid,justasJoffreysays.Ishouldbekillinghim,nothelpinghim.

           Thetorcheshadbeguntoburnlow,andoneortwohadflickeredout.Noonetroubledtoreplacethem.Cerseididnotreturn.SerDontosclimbedthedaiswhilealleyeswereontheotherfool."Gobacktoyourbedchamber,sweetJonquil,"hewhispered."Lockyourselfin,you’llbesaferthere.I’llcomeforyouwhenthebattle’sdone."

           Someonewillcomeforme,Sansathought,butwillitbeyou,orwillitbeSerIlyn?ForamadmomentshethoughtofbeggingDontostodefendher.Hehadbeenaknighttoo,trainedwiththeswordandsworntodefendtheweak.No.Hehasnotthecourage,ortheskill.Iwouldonlybekillinghimaswell.

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