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Sansa

           

           Oncealone,shethrustthenoteintheflames,watchingtheparchmentcurlandblacken.Cometothegodswoodtonight,ifyouwanttogohome.Shedriftedtoherwindow.Below,shecouldseeashortknightinmoon-palearmorandaheavywhitecloakpacingthedrawbridge.Fromhisheight,itcouldonlybeSerPrestonGreenfield.Thequeenhadgivenherfreedomofthecastle,butevenso,hewouldwanttoknowwhereshewasgoingifshetriedtoleaveMaegor’sHoldfastatthistimeofnight.Whatwasshetotellhim?Suddenlyshewasgladshehadburnedthenote.

           Sheunlacedhergownandcrawledintoherbed,butshedidnotsleep.Washestillthere?shewondered.Howlongwillhewait?Itwassocruel,tosendheranoteandtellhernothing.Thethoughtswentroundandroundinherhead.

           Ifonlyshehadsomeonetotellherwhattodo.ShemissedSeptaMordane,andevenmoreJeynePoole,hertruestfriend.Theseptahadlostherheadwiththerest,forthecrimeofservingHouseStark.SansadidnotknowwhathadhappenedtoJeyne,whohaddisappearedfromherroomsafterward,nevertobementionedagain.Shetriednottothinkofthemtoooften,yetsometimesthememoriescameunbidden,andthenitwashardtoholdbackthetears.Onceinawhile,Sansaevenmissedhersister.BynowAryawassafebackinWinterfell,dancingandsewing,playingwithBranandbabyRickon,evenridingthroughthewintertownifsheliked.

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