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Myrcella
said
something
then
,
and
the
septa
laughed
along
with
the
rest
of
the
ladies
.
"
We
were
talking
about
the
prince
,
"
Sansa
said
,
her
voice
soft
as
a
kiss
.
Arya
knew
which
prince
she
meant
:
Jofftey
,
of
course
.
The
tall
,
handsome
one
.
Sansa
got
to
sit
with
him
at
the
feast
.
Arya
had
to
sit
with
the
little
fat
one
.
Naturally
.
"
Joffrey
likes
your
sister
,
"
Jeyne
whispered
,
proud
as
if
she
had
something
to
do
with
it
.
She
was
the
daughter
of
Winterfell
's
steward
and
Sansa
's
dearest
friend
.
"
He
told
her
she
was
very
beautiful
.
"
"
He
's
going
to
marry
her
,
"
little
Beth
said
dreamily
,
hugging
herself
.
"
Then
Sansa
will
be
queen
of
all
the
realm
.
"
Sansa
had
the
grace
to
blush
.
She
blushed
prettily
.
She
did
everything
prettily
,
Arya
thought
with
dull
resentment
.
"
Beth
,
you
should
n't
make
up
stories
,
"
Sansa
corrected
the
younger
girl
,
gently
stroking
her
hair
to
take
the
harshness
out
of
her
words
.
She
looked
at
Arya
.
"
What
did
you
think
of
Prince
Joff
,
sister
?
He
's
very
gallant
,
do
n't
you
think
?
"
"
Jon
says
he
looks
like
a
girl
,
"
Arya
said
.
Sansa
sighed
as
she
stitched
.
"
Poor
Jon
,
"
she
said
.
"
He
gets
jealous
because
he
's
a
bastard
.
"
"
He
's
our
brother
,
"
Arya
said
,
much
too
loudly
.
Her
voice
cut
through
the
afternoon
quiet
of
the
tower
room
.
Septa
Mordane
raised
her
eyes
.
She
had
a
bony
face
,
sharp
eyes
,
and
a
thin
lipless
mouth
made
for
frowning
.
It
was
frowning
now
.
"
What
are
you
talking
about
,
children
?
"
