When Queen Rhaenys flew Meraxes into the castle to parley, Argella announced that the defenders of Storm’s End would die to the last man. However, her garrison refused to share the fate of Harrenhal and revolted, raising a peace banner and delivering Argella to Orys’s camp, gagged, chained, and naked. Orys, however, removed the chains with his own hands, wrapped his cloak around her, and gave her food and wine.
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.
She sighs out all the inappropriate
things she wants to say, things like ‘these jousts are only made to amuse rich and fat men’
or ‘you’ll get hurt’ or ‘don’t go’ . But
Lyanna knows it’s no use. Arthur will go because he has sworn his
duty to a King and to a family, to defend –and it seems to entertain–
the smallfolk, and other such deeds that make him the honorable man he
is. “Take care Ser,” Lyanna says. ( x )
Sansa sat up. “Lady,” she whispered. For a moment it was as if the direwolf was there in the room, looking at her with those golden eyes, sad and knowing. She had been dreaming, she realized. Lady was with her, and they were running together, and … and … trying to remember was like trying to catch the rain with her fingers. The dream faded, and Lady was dead again.
ASOIAF POV Characters + Ages when they enter the series
Some characters’ ages are estimates. Ages/estimates depend on which book they enter the series during, not necessarily their ages at a consistent time. Calculated using | Fancasting
“Who are you?” he would ask her every day. “No one,” she would answer, she who had been Arya of House Stark, Arya Underfoot, Arya Horseface. She had been Arry and Weasel too, and Squab and Salty, Nan the cupbearer, a grey mouse, a sheep, the ghost of Harrenhal…but not for true, not in her heart of hearts. In there she was Arya of Winterfell, the daughter of Lord Eddard Stark and Lady Catelyn, who had once had brothers named Robb and Bran and Rickon, a sister named Sansa, a direwolf called Nymeria, a half brother named Jon Snow. In there she was someone.
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