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"
She
has
,
my
lord
,
but
King
Joffrey
sent
for
me
to
see
him
off
.
I
mean
to
visit
the
sept
as
well
,
to
pray
.
"
"
I
won
’
t
ask
for
whom
.
"
His
mouth
twisted
oddly
;
if
that
was
a
smile
,
it
was
the
queerest
she
had
ever
seen
.
"
This
day
may
change
all
.
For
you
as
well
as
for
House
Lannister
.
I
ought
to
have
sent
you
off
with
Tommen
,
now
that
I
think
on
it
.
Still
,
you
should
be
safe
enough
in
Maegor
’
s
,
so
long
as
—
"
"
Sansa
!
"
The
boyish
shout
rang
across
the
yard
;
Joffrey
had
seen
her
.
"
Sansa
,
here
!
"
He
calls
me
as
if
he
were
calling
a
dog
,
she
thought
.
"
His
Grace
has
need
of
you
,
"
Tyrion
Lannister
observed
.
"
We
’
ll
talk
again
after
the
battle
,
if
the
gods
permit
.
"
Sansa
threaded
her
way
through
the
file
of
gold
-
cloaked
spearmen
as
Joffrey
beckoned
her
closer
.
"
It
will
be
battle
soon
,
everyone
says
so
.
"
"
May
the
gods
have
mercy
on
us
all
.
"
"
My
uncle
’
s
the
one
who
will
need
mercy
,
but
I
won
’
t
give
him
any
.
"
Joffrey
drew
his
sword
.
The
pommel
was
a
ruby
cut
in
the
shape
of
a
heart
,
set
between
a
lion
’
s
jaws
.
Three
fullers
were
deeply
incised
in
the
blade
.
"
My
new
blade
,
Hearteater
.
"
He
’
d
owned
a
sword
named
Lion
’
s
Tooth
once
,
Sansa
remembered
.
Arya
had
taken
it
from
him
and
thrown
it
in
a
river
.
I
hope
Stannis
does
the
same
with
this
one
.
"
It
is
beautifully
wrought
,
Your
Grace
.
"
