Sansa Stark

Your true friend.

must make the best of our circumstances.

pretty girls.

You've been so kind.

Some women like tall men.

a wooden knight.

Some like short men.

Some like hairy men. Some like bald men.

How do I make the best of my circumstances?

And you, my lady, thank you.

- Petyr. - Petyr.

Especially with the scar.

But maybe it would be better to wait.

I've been thinking how dangerous it would be.

Of course. More than anything.

Not just for me, but for you.

he just grabbed his brother by the scrum of his neck

King's Landing?

I have to marry him.

Gregor never said a word,

by your concern for my welfare.

And that's a good thing?

Gods, who's that?

I hope you know that I'm your friend, Sansa.

If you wish to stay,