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Sansa

           ah,you’restillastupidlittlebird,aren’tyou?Singingallthesongstheytaughtyou...singmeasong,whydon’tyou?Goon.Singtome.Somesongaboutknightsandfairmaids.Youlikeknights,don’tyou?"

           Hewasscaringher."T-trueknights,mylord."

           "Trueknights,"hemocked."AndI’mnolord,nomorethanI’maknight.DoIneedtobeatthatintoyou?"Cleganereeledandalmostfell."Gods,"heswore,"toomuchwine.Doyoulikewine,littlebird?Truewine?Aflagonofsourred,darkasblood,allamanneeds.Orawoman."Helaughed,shookhishead."Drunkasadog,damnme.Youcomenow.Backtoyourcage,littlebird.I’lltakeyouthere.Keepyousafefortheking."TheHoundgaveherapush,oddlygentle,andfollowedherdownthesteps.Bythetimetheyreachedthebottom,hehadlapsedbackintoabroodingsilence,asifhehadforgottenshewasthere.

           WhentheyreachedMaegor’sHoldfast,shewasalarmedtoseethatitwasSerBorosBlountwhonowheldthebridge.Hishighwhitehelmturnedstifflyatthesoundoftheirfootsteps.Sansaflinchedawayfromhisgaze.SerBoroswastheworstoftheKingsguard,anuglymanwithafoultemper,allscowlsandjowls.

           "Thatoneisnothingtofear,girl."TheHoundlaidaheavyhandonhershoulder."Paintstripesonatoad,hedoesnotbecomeatiger."

           SerBorosliftedhisvisor."Ser,where"

           "Fuckyourser,Boros.

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