Had she been foolish for leaving? It would not be the first time. She was foolish for leaving Winterfell. Foolish for staying behind in King's Landing the first time she had the chance to flee. And the second time. Now she was on her own. Closer to warm waters than she was the freezing wall she would find Jon Snow. Oh, how she just wanted to see the family she grew up with. To pretend that just maybe, she was never without them. But she could not pretend for long.
Fear always struck her when she ventured close enough to others that she heard or saw them. More fear than the howling of wolves or the creaks in the night. Pulling her hood further over her face and keeping her head low, Sansa prayed not to catch any attention.












