“I have no sister.” The words were knives. What do you know of my heart, priestess? What do you know of my sister? Melisandre seemed amused. “What is her name, this little sister that you do not have?” “Arya.” His voice was hoarse. “My half-sister, truly …”
hello! your meta is very good and i have been reading a lot of it recently :) i was wondering, how did you first got into asoiaf? if you don't mind being asked that.