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Jeyne yawned. “Are there any lemon cakes?” Sansa did not like being interrupted, but she had to admit, lemon cakes sounded more interesting than most of what had gone on in the throne room. “Let’s see,” she said.
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all she wanted was for things to be nice and pretty, the way they were in the songs.
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a pretty little talking bird... a winged wolf bound to earth by chains of stone
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The northern girl. Winterfell’s daughter....I am Sansa Stark, Lord Eddard’s daughter and Lady Catelyn’s, the blood of Winterfell.
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"So there is magic beyond the Wall after all. He found himself thinking of his sisters, perhaps because he’d dreamed of them last night. Sansa would call this an enchantment, and tears would fill her eyes at the wonder of it." - Jon Snow
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"United" a take on Littlefinger's downfall and how the Stark siblings brought him down by Laurento Jovito Fua