“She has the blood of a wolf.”
‘In my life, I have wanted for little, and what I have wanted for I have quickly come to see that I cannot have, and because of this I have learned that it is wrong for me to want. You told me something once, a very long time ago.’ She was wrapped in his cloak, as it was cold, and the moon door lay open at their feet. ‘You told me that when you know what a man wants, you know who he is, and how to move him. And I thought how lucky for me, the girl who could want nothing.’
He frowned. ‘My lady…’
‘No. Listen. It has been so long that I have gotten back to wanting, and I seem to have forgotten how. I was doing it wrong, though, all along. You taught me that. The foolish girl I was then, standing at windows and staring out and waiting for someone else to make the moves I prayed for. I’m not a waiter any longer. I’m not a wanter, either. You have taught me how to be selfish, and cruel, and how to take.’
She reached out and put one, cold hand on his chest. ‘So my question, Lord Baelish, is this. Did I move you?’
And she gave a quick, short shove.
‘Tell me the truth, do you want an end to this the engagement?’
You’re my king and I’m your lionheart
#So you know how when people describe Sansa and their arc they talk about how she is the way she is because she grew up very sheltered in … #the North #Very ignorant to a lot of the things in the world. #Well Robb was the same way #I don’t think Robb understood how bad it could be for Sansa in King’s Landing #Robb didn’t save Sansa because I don’t think he knew how cruel people could be to a girl as lovely and innocent as Sansa #because up North he’s never had to experience something like that in his life. #He’s grown up with people loving his sister. #If he knew what Joffrey did to her #he’d tear the Keep apart with his bare hands
Sansa rode to the Hand’s tourney with Septa Mordane and Jeyne Poole, in a litter with curtains of yellow silk so fine she could see right through them. They turned the whole world gold. Beyond the city walls, a hundred pavilions had been raised beside the river, and the common folk came out in the thousands to watch the games. The splendor of it all took Sansa’s breath away; the shining armor, the great chargers caparisoned in silver and gold, the shouts of the crowd, the banners snapping in the wind … and the knights themselves, the knights most of all.“It is better than the songs,” she whispered when they found the places that her father had promised her, among the high lords and ladies. Sansa was dressed beautifully that day, in a green gown that brought out the auburn of her hair, and she knew they were looking at her and smiling.Sansa II, A Game of ThronesI can’t believe how people can hate such an innocent and naïve child.