Sansa Stark

A foolish little girl who stumbled apon the loveless abyss of Kings Landing. {SL only/Descriptive}

[Sansa Stark @Ethereal_Wolf]

Lone Wolf

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unravel yards of cloth.*

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Sansa was too young to be devious, but she had an eye for detail. If you can find the weakness in the seam, you can --

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they'd stop looking at her with such scrutiny and intrigue. It was the same look Petyr gave her, but without the smile. -

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him.

*Her own niceties, her own chirp. Not a word true. He would no of course, but the others would never guess. Maybe -

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him my condolences. He must be devastated, delirious even. Someone so young cannot process loss like we can. I fear for -

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shadow. Would it swallow her too?*

Good morning, My Lord. Have you seen SweetRobin this morning? I have not yet offered -

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beside her the hall no longer felt imposing. Feeble, actually - who knew such a small man could cast such a large --

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in?

Sansa continued to peck at her breakfast, her mind fixated on his next move, her kingdom, their fate. With him --

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Here to send her away to the halls of debauchery, or her councillor: sent to pull her from the rubble they had left her -

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was no longer righteous. Somehow, the added height made her skin itch - she felt exposed, persecuted. Was he her judge? -

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deity could not wish for a finer palace and Sansa felt nothing short of godly, enclosed by her Judas and John. But she --

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in masked appreciation. Their table sat raised from the rest, Petyr on her left, Yohn Royce to her right. Many said no --

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of eyes burning a hole in her back. She kept her eyes in her plate until he sat next to her, her gaze running him over --

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held high. Sansa picked at her food like a sparrow.

The muffled niceties suddenly petered out and Sansa felt a new pair -

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gaze of The Eyrie's elders. It felt like Kings Landing again, but this time she had no moral high ground to keep her head-

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*It was hard to believe Sansa had faced worse scrutiny in her life. She ate, conversed, smiled; all under the infallible -

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Will you remember me in the ashes?

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candle must be extinguished,
like every passion and even my soul.
Your work burn bright when we have passed into wax. --

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A chandelier burns, all fire;
and in each of its flames a sensual fever,
a lascivious urge, glows with heat.
But every --

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There. You win, snow giant.