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Sansa

           

           "Youhavenothingtosay?"askedJoffrey.

           "YourGrace,thepoorchildisshockedwitless,"murmuredSerDontos.

           "Silence,fool."Joffreyliftedhiscrossbowandpointeditatherface."YouStarksareasunnaturalasthosewolvesofyours.I’venotforgottenhowyourmonstersavagedme."

           "ThatwasArya’swolf,"shesaid."Ladyneverhurtyou,butyoukilledheranyway."

           "No,yourfatherdid,"Joffsaid,"butIkilledyourfather.IwishI’ddoneitmyself.Ikilledamanlastnightwhowasbiggerthanyourfather.TheycametothegateshoutingmynameandcallingforbreadlikeIwassomebaker,butItaughtthembetter.Ishottheloudestonerightthroughthethroat."

           "Andhedied?"Withtheuglyironheadofthequarrelstaringherintheface,itwashardtothinkwhatelsetosay.

           "Ofcoursehedied,hehadmyquarrelinhisthroat.Therewasawomanthrowingrocks,Igotheraswell,butonlyinthearm."Frowning,heloweredthecrossbow."I’dshootyoutoo,butifIdoMothersaysthey’dkillmyuncleJaime.Insteadyou’lljustbepunishedandwe’llsendwordtoyourbrotheraboutwhatwillhappentoyouifhedoesn’tyield.Dog,hither."

           "Letmebeather!"SerDontosshovedforward,tinarmorclattering.Hewasarmedwitha"morningstar"whoseheadwasamelon.MyFlorian.Shecouldhavekissedhim,blotchyskinandbrokenveinsandall.

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