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"
Leave
her
alone
,
"
Joffrey
said
.
He
stood
over
her
,
beautiful
in
blue
wool
and
black
leather
,
his
golden
curls
shining
in
the
sun
like
a
crown
.
He
gave
her
his
hand
,
drew
her
to
her
feet
.
"
What
is
it
,
sweet
lady
?
Why
are
you
afraid
?
No
one
will
hurt
you
.
Put
away
your
swords
,
all
of
you
.
The
wolf
is
her
little
pet
,
that
's
all
.
"
He
looked
at
Sandor
Clegane
.
"
And
you
,
dog
,
away
with
you
,
you
're
scaring
my
betrothed
.
"
The
Hound
,
ever
faithful
,
bowed
and
slid
away
quietly
through
the
press
.
Sansa
struggled
to
steady
herself
.
She
felt
like
such
a
fool
.
She
was
a
Stark
of
Winterfell
,
a
noble
lady
,
and
someday
she
would
be
a
queen
.
"
It
was
not
him
,
my
sweet
prince
,
"
she
tried
to
explain
.
"
It
was
the
other
one
.
"
The
two
stranger
knights
exchanged
a
look
.
"
Payne
?
"
chuckled
the
young
man
in
the
green
armor
.
The
older
man
in
white
spoke
to
Sansa
gently
.
"
Ofttimes
Ser
Ilyn
frightens
me
as
well
,
sweet
lady
.
He
has
a
fearsome
aspect
.
"
"
As
well
he
should
.
"
The
queen
had
descended
from
the
wheelhouse
.
The
spectators
parted
to
make
way
for
her
.
"
If
the
wicked
do
not
fear
the
Mng
's
Justice
,
you
have
put
the
wrong
man
in
the
office
.
"
Sansa
finally
found
her
words
.
"
Then
surely
you
have
chosen
the
right
one
,
Your
Grace
,
"
she
said
,
and
a
gale
of
laughter
erupted
all
around
her
.
"
Well
spoken
,
child
,
"
said
the
old
man
in
white
.
"
As
befits
the
daughter
of
Eddard
Stark
.
I
am
honored
to
know
you
,
however
irregular
the
manner
of
our
meeting
.
I
am
Ser
Barristan
Selmy
,
of
the
Kingsguard
.
"
He
bowed
.
Sansa
knew
the
name
,
and
now
the
courtesies
that
Septa
Mordane
had
taught
her
over
the
years
came
back
to
her
.
"
The
Lord
Commander
of
the
Kingsguard
,
"
she
said
,
"
and
councillor
to
Robert
our
king
and
to
Aerys
Targaryen
before
him
.
The
honor
is
mine
,
good
knight
.
Even
in
the
far
north
,
the
singers
praise
the
deeds
of
Barristan
the
Bold
.
"
The
green
knight
laughed
again
.
"
Barristan
the
Old
,
you
mean
.
Do
n't
flatter
him
too
sweetly
,
child
,
he
thinks
overmuch
of
himself
already
.
"
He
smiled
at
her
.
"
Now
,
wolf
girl
,
if
you
can
put
a
name
to
me
as
well
,
then
I
must
concede
that
you
are
truly
our
Hand
's
daughter
.
"
