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Sansa

           "Whodoyouthinkwillwintheday’shonors?"Sansaaskedastheydescendedthestepsarminarm.

           "Iwill,"SerArysanswered,smiling."YetIfearthetriumphwillhavenosavor.Thiswillbeasmallfield,andpoor.Nomorethantwoscorewillenterthelists,includingsquiresandfreeriders.Thereissmallhonorinunhorsinggreenboys."

           Thelasttourneyhadbeendifferent,Sansareflected.KingRoberthadstageditinherfather’shonor.Highlordsandfabledchampionshadcomefromallovertherealmtocompete,andthewholecityhadturnedouttowatch.Sherememberedthesplendorofit:thefieldofpavilionsalongtheriverwithaknight’sshieldhungbeforeeachdoor,thelongrowsofsilkenpennantswavinginthewind,thegleamofsunlightonbrightsteelandgildedspurs.Thedayshadrungtothesoundsoftrumpetsandpoundinghooves,andthenightshadbeenfulloffeastsandsong.Thosehadbeenthemostmagicaldaysofherlife,buttheyseemedamemoryfromanotheragenow.RobertBaratheonwasdead,andherfatheraswell,beheadedforatraitoronthestepsoftheGreatSeptofBaelor.Nowtherewerethreekingsintheland,andwarragedbeyondtheTridentwhilethecityfilledwithdesperatemen.SmallwonderthattheyhadtoholdJoff’stournamentbehindthethickstonewallsoftheRedKeep.

           "Willthequeenattend,doyouthink?"SansaalwaysfeltsaferwhenCerseiwastheretorestrainherson.

           "Ifearnot,mylady.

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