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Sansa had favored her mother’s gods over her father’s. She loved the statues, the magical play of the rainbows over altars inlaid. Yet she could not deny that the godswood had a certain power too. Especially by night.
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“Back in Winterfell Sansa had told him that the demons of the dark couldn’t touch him if he hid beneath his blanket. He almost did that now, before he remembered that he was a prince, and almost a man grown.”
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“Black amethysts from Asshai. The rarest kind.
“It’s very lovely,” Sansa said, thinking, It is a ship I need, not a net for my hair.
“Lovelier than you know, sweet child. It’s magic, you see. It’s justice you hold. It’s vengeance for your father.”
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“All around was empty air and sky, the ground falling away sharply to either side. There was ice underfoot, and broken stones just waiting to turn an ankle, and the wind was howling fiercely. It sounds like a wolf, thought Sansa. A ghost wolf, big as mountains.”
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“She had always heard that love was a surer route to the people’s loyalty than fear. If I am ever a queen, I’ll make them love me.”
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“Be brave, she told herself. Be brave, like a lady in a song.”
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“We heard she killed the king with a spell, and afterward changed into a wolf with big leather wings like a bat, and flew out a tower window.”
“When Stark changed into a wolf, his northmen did the same. The mark of the beast was on them all.”
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“Tommen was all of eight. He reminded her of her own little brother, Bran. They were of an age. Bran was back at Winterfell, a cripple, yet safe. Sansa would have given anything to be with him.”
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