↳ “She’s no use,” Gendry repeated stubbornly. “Her and Hot Pie and Lommy, they’re slowing us down, and they’re going to get us killed. You’re the only one of the bunch who’s good for anything. Even if you are a girl.” Arya froze in her steps. “I’m not a girl! ” “Yes you are. Do you think I’m as stupid as they are?” “No, you’re stupider. The Night’s Watch doesn’t take girls, everyone knows that.” “That’s true. I don’t know why Yoren brought you, but he must have had some reason. You’re still a girl.”
Sansa felt curiously light-headed. I am free. She could feel eyes upon her. I must not smile, she reminded herself. The queen had warned her; no matter what she felt inside, the face she showed the world must look distraught. “I will not have my son humiliated,” Cersei said. “Do you hear me?”
“Yes. But if I’m not to be queen, what will become of me?” “That will need to be determined. For the moment, you shall remain here at court, as our ward.” “I want to go home.” The queen was irritated by that. “You should have learned by now, none of us get the things we want.” I have, though , Sansa thought. I am free of Joffrey. I will not have to kiss him, nor give him my maidenhood, nor bear him children. Let Margaery Tyrell have all that, poor girl.
↳ “Permit me to share some womanly wisdom with you on this very special day. The more people you love, the weaker you are. You’ll do things for them that you know you shouldn’t do. You’ll act the fool to make them happy, to keep them safe.”