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paradisa2012-08-11 05:23 pm
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Tenth House of Westeros ♛ Dictated
[Out in the city, Sansa's been both trying to see what jobs are about. As well as houses. It's something she did once before with Robb.]
I'm looking for lodging out in the town. I thought I should try here first. I care not for the castle nor do I trust it. I'd like there to be enough room for a few people. A hearth isn't needed, since I am told your winters here do not last like ours back home.
[Filtered to Arya and Cat]
You're welcome to come if you wish. I just can't stay here any longer.
I'm looking for lodging out in the town. I thought I should try here first. I care not for the castle nor do I trust it. I'd like there to be enough room for a few people. A hearth isn't needed, since I am told your winters here do not last like ours back home.
[Filtered to Arya and Cat]
You're welcome to come if you wish. I just can't stay here any longer.
Arya;
Sansa;
Arya;
Sansa;
Arya;
Sansa;
Arya;
I know. It's just-- hard. You know what happened to Robb now... Mother was there. Things are just-- [Another pause.]
Arya, things are so different back home now. We should have never went to King's Landing.
Sansa;
[ They shouldn't have done a lot of things and failed to do others they should have. She sighs. ]
But we can still go home. When we get to Winterfell, we'll be safe.
Arya;
There is no Winterfell to return to, Arya. Why do you think I'm in the Vale?
Sansa;
You changed your name. You were hiding. You can't do that in Winterfell. Everyone there knows you.
Arya;
The Lannisters are already after me for Joffrey's death. Tyrion probably took the fall for it. They say he's missing or dead. Petyr took me to the Vale because where else was I to go?
Sansa;
Arya;
Sansa;
Arya;
He killed them.
Sansa;
They are not dead!
Arya;
Sansa;
She's silent. No screams, no shouts, no furious throwing of a journal. Just silence. ]