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"
A
dream
?
Truly
?
Did
Prince
Joffrey
just
go
up
to
it
and
touch
it
with
his
bare
hand
and
do
it
no
harm
?
"
"
No
,
"
Sansa
said
.
"
He
shot
it
with
a
golden
arrow
and
brought
it
back
for
me
.
"
In
the
songs
,
the
knights
never
killed
magical
beasts
,
they
just
went
up
to
them
and
touched
them
and
did
them
no
harm
,
but
she
knew
Joffrey
liked
hunting
,
especially
the
killing
part
.
Only
animals
,
though
.
Sansa
was
certain
her
prince
had
no
part
in
murdering
Jory
and
those
other
poor
men
;
that
had
been
his
wicked
uncle
,
the
Kingslayer
.
She
knew
her
father
was
still
angry
about
that
,
but
it
was
n't
fair
to
blame
Joff
.
That
would
be
like
blaming
her
for
something
that
Arya
had
done
.
"
I
saw
your
sister
this
afternoon
,
"
Jeyne
blurted
out
,
as
if
she
'd
been
reading
Sansa
's
thoughts
.
"
She
was
walking
through
the
stables
on
her
hands
.
Why
would
she
do
a
thing
like
that
?
"
"
I
'm
sure
I
do
n't
know
why
Arya
does
anything
.
"
Sansa
hated
stables
,
smelly
places
full
of
manure
and
flies
.
Even
when
she
went
riding
,
she
liked
the
boy
to
saddle
the
horse
and
bring
it
to
her
in
the
yard
.
"
Do
you
want
to
hear
about
the
court
or
not
?
"
"
I
do
,
"
Jeyne
said
.
"
There
was
a
black
brother
,
"
Sansa
said
,
"
begging
men
for
the
Wall
,
only
he
was
kind
of
old
and
smelly
.
"
She
had
n't
liked
that
at
all
.
She
had
always
imagined
the
Night
's
Watch
to
be
men
like
Uncle
Benjen
.
In
the
songs
,
they
were
called
the
black
knights
of
the
Wall
.
But
this
man
had
been
crookbacked
and
hideous
,
and
he
looked
as
though
he
might
have
lice
.
If
this
was
what
the
Night
's
Watch
was
truly
like
,
she
felt
sorry
for
her
bastard
half
brother
,
Jon
.
"
Father
asked
if
there
were
any
knights
in
the
hall
who
would
do
honor
to
their
houses
by
taking
the
black
,
but
no
one
came
forward
,
so
he
gave
this
Yoren
his
pick
of
the
king
's
dungeons
and
sent
him
on
his
way
.
And
later
these
two
brothers
came
before
him
,
freeriders
from
the
Dornish
Marches
,
and
pledged
their
swords
to
the
service
of
the
king
.
Father
accepted
their
oaths
...
"
Jeyne
yawned
.
"
Are
there
any
lemon
cakes
?
"
Sansa
did
not
like
being
interrupted
,
but
she
had
to
admit
,
lemon
cakes
sounded
more
interesting
than
most
of
what
had
gone
on
in
the
throne
room
.
"
Let
's
see
,
"
she
said
.
The
kitchen
yielded
no
lemon
cakes
,
but
they
did
find
half
of
a
cold
strawberry
pie
,
and
that
was
almost
as
good
.
