Twenty-Fourth House of Westeros ♛ Written ♛ Broken Families

[songsandstories]

Backdated to this morning


[Broken Private Filter]

Dear Robb,
It feels silly writing in a book to you when you are no longer here, like something that was once done back home, another lifetime ago. What feels worse is knowing the last letter I ever wrote to you. A letter from the queen.

Wherever you are I hope you take comfort in what befell Joffrey. It's of little consolation; I know it to be true. I wish you stayed here long enough to know the truth. One month with a brother I've not seen in years is just a cruel a fate as having the gods take you in the first place.

I would tell you all is well here, but I fear I could not lie to you. There has been no sign of anyone else, but Arya has left and come back. She doesn't talk to me any more, and I blame her not. She is still alive though. I pray to the Mother still. For her, for Father, for all of us.

I've met a friend here. I think you would like her. She is gentle and kind. She tells me it's their season of lent. Mayhaps this is why I'm writing to you. I do not know if the New Gods are here, and there are no weirwoods for the old gods to carry this to you.

But you are often thought of.
The North remembers.

[She can't sign it for the life of her. It's Sansa's letter, and she cannot ruin it with a lie, but she has lived as Alayne now for some time. She's the girl of the Vale, the bastard, not the daughter of the North, who has since lost her family to a war, her brother to betrayers.

So it goes unsigned.]

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(Brokem) Sansa Stark

[ladywinter]

[She doesn't need a signature. Even if it weren't for the content of the letter, the handwriting would be enough.]

Sansa... [There's probably a lot she should say here. But first.] I do not think you intended for this to be public.

(Broken) Lady Catelyn

[songsandstories]

[There's a rush of anxiety, of being found out. She almost doesn't answer when her mother addresses her.]

It was not.

(Broken) Sansa Stark

[ladywinter]

[It's easier to address the practical issues rather than the problems mentioned in the letter. They've gotten good at this dance. At pretending. And to speak of it openly is to miss a step.]

Perhaps a well placed "spill" of ink?

(Broken) Lady Stark

[songsandstories]

One that will make me more careful of quill and ink. [They know this game too well.]

this forever; I'm lazy

[ladywinter]

Precisely. [She pauses; the switch from this careful speech to a more personal tone is awkward at best, but she feels this must be said.]

He knows- or knew. About the letter; we did not fault you for it.

[songsandstories]

[She takes a slow, deep breath.]

Nothing else could be done. [Referring to herself as Sansa is hard enough, especially to her mother. The facade only works if she is Alayne.]

[ladywinter]

I know. I should not have let you go. You or your sister. [There was nothing she could have done about Ned. He was...stupidly honorable. But she could have spared her girls. Should have.]

[songsandstories]

There was a betrothal. [One she bitterly regrets.]

[ladywinter]

[And unknowingly, Cat echoes Sansa's thoughts.] One I very much regret.

[songsandstories]

Nothing can be done for it now. And he is dead.