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Sansa

           Outsidestoodahard-facedwomanwithleatherybrownskin,threenecklacesloopedaboutherscrawnyneck.Onewasgoldandonewassilverandonewasmadeofhumanears."Wheredoesshethinkshe’sgoing?"thewomanasked,leaningonatallspear.

           "Thegodswood."ShehadtofindSerDontos,beghimtotakeherhomenowbeforeitwastoolate.

           "Thehalfmansaidyou’renottoleave,"thewomansaid."Prayhere,thegodswillhear."

           Meekly,Sansadroppedhereyesandretreatedbackinside.Sherealizedsuddenlywhythisplaceseemedsofamiliar.They’veputmeinArya’soldbedchamber,fromwhenFatherwastheHandoftheKing.Allherthingsaregoneandthefurnishingshavebeenmovedaround,butit’sthesame...

           Ashorttimelater,aservinggirlbroughtaplatterofcheeseandbreadandolives,withaflagonofcoldwater."Takeitaway,"Sansacommanded,butthegirlleftthefoodonatable.Shewasthirsty,sherealized.Everystepsentknivesthroughherthighs,butshemadeherselfcrosstheroom.Shedranktwocupsofwater,andwasnibblingonanolivewhentheknockcame.

           Anxiously,sheturnedtowardthedoor,smootheddownthefoldsofherrobe."Yes?"

           Thedooropened,andTyrionLannistersteppedinside."Mylady.ItrustIamnotdisturbingyou?"

           "AmIyourprisoner?"

           "Myguest."Hewaswearinghischainofoffice,anecklaceoflinkedgoldenhands.

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