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Sansa Stark Week: DAY FOUR → Politics or Lady of Winterfell/Alayne Stone

Coming up, Mya had warned her to keep her eyes on the path ahead, she remembered. “Look up, not down,” she said… but that was not possible on the descent. I could close my eyes. The mule knows the way, he has no need of me. But that seemed more something Sansa would have done, that frightened girl. Alayne was an older woman, and bastard b r a v e.