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Let them be healed first. They consorted with giants and ghouls, stole girl children in the dead of night, and drank blood from polished horns. The stallion was screaming and pawing the ground, shaking his head. Arya went to the chest at the foot of her bed.

And if I hear 'Your Grace' once more, I'll have your head on a spike. Needle tangled between her legs. Alone and humiliated, Sansa took the long way back to the inn, where she knew Septa Mordane would be waiting. No one will enter.