Her Lord Father Had Taught Her Never

Small Men Oft Feel A Need To Prove Their Courage With Unseemly Boasts," He Declared. "i Doubt If He Could Kill A Duck." Tyrion Shrugged. "fetch The Duck.

Needle Was Robb And Bran And Rickon, Her Mother And Her Father, Even Sansa. Needle Was Winterfell's Grey Walls, And The Laughter Of Its People. Needle Was The Summer Snows, Old Nan's Stories, The Heart Tree With Its Red Leaves And Scary Face, The Warm Earthy Smell Of The Glass Gardens, The Sound Of The North Wind Rattling The Shutters Of Her Room. Needle Was Jon Snow's Smile. He Used To Mess My Hair And Call Me "little Sister," She Remembered, And Suddenly There Were Tears In Her Eyes.

Let His Sword Break And His Shield Shatter, Sansa Thought Coldly As She Shoved Out Through The Doors, Let His Courage Fail Him And Every Man Desert Him.

Everyone Who Isn't Us Is An Enemy." - Cersei

The Lord Of Winterfell Would Always Be A Stark