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Sansa
had
hoped
Joffrey
might
be
with
her
.
Her
prince
was
not
there
,
but
three
of
the
king
's
councillors
were
.
Lord
Petyr
Baelish
sat
on
the
queen
's
left
hand
,
Grand
Maester
Pycelle
at
the
end
of
the
table
,
while
Lord
Varys
hovered
over
them
,
smelling
flowery
.
All
of
them
were
clad
in
black
,
she
realized
with
a
feeling
of
dread
.
Mourning
clothes
...
The
queen
wore
a
high-collared
black
silk
gown
,
with
a
hundred
dark
red
rubies
sewn
into
her
bodice
,
covering
her
from
neck
to
bosom
.
They
were
cut
in
the
shape
of
teardrops
,
as
if
the
queen
were
weeping
blood
.
Cersei
smiled
to
see
her
,
and
Sansa
thought
it
was
the
sweetest
and
saddest
smile
she
had
ever
seen
.
"
Sansa
,
my
sweet
child
,
"
she
said
,
"
I
know
you
've
been
asking
for
me
.
I
'm
sorry
that
I
could
not
send
for
you
sooner
.
Matters
have
been
very
unsettled
,
and
I
have
not
had
a
moment
.
I
trust
my
people
have
been
taking
good
care
of
you
?
"
"
Everyone
has
been
very
sweet
and
pleasant
,
Your
Grace
,
thank
you
ever
so
much
for
asking
,
"
Sansa
said
politely
.
"
Only
,
well
,
no
one
will
talk
to
us
or
tell
us
what
's
happened
...
"
"
Us
?
"
Cersei
seemed
puzzled
.
"
We
put
the
steward
's
girl
in
with
her
,
"
Ser
Boros
said
.
"
We
did
not
know
what
else
to
do
with
her
.
"
The
queen
frowned
.
"
Next
time
,
you
will
ask
,
"
she
said
,
her
voice
sharp
.
"
The
gods
only
know
what
sort
of
tales
she
's
been
filling
Sansa
's
head
with
.
"
"
Jeyne
's
scared
,
"
Sansa
said
.
"
She
wo
n't
stop
crying
.
I
promised
her
I
'd
ask
if
she
could
see
her
father
.
"
Old
Grand
Maester
Pycelle
lowered
his
eyes
.
"
Her
father
is
well
,
is
n't
he
?
"
Sansa
said
anxiously
.
She
knew
there
had
been
fighting
,
but
surely
no
one
would
harm
a
steward
.
Vayon
Poole
did
not
even
wear
a
sword
.
