#sansastarkmonth

[she-s-a-shy-one]

SANSA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH + DAY TWO: DIREWOLF

“A noble lady does not feed dogs at her table,” she said, breaking off another piece of comb and letting the honey drip down onto her bread. “She’s not a dog, she’s a direwolf,” Sansa pointed out as Lady licked her fingers with a rough tongue...

[sansaissteel]

Day: 15 love

A dream of spring 😜

[she-s-a-shy-one]

SANSA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH + DAY SIX: THE VALE (2)

Sansa Stark went up the mountain, but Alayne Stone is coming down. It was a strange thought. Coming up, Mya had warned her to keep her eyes on the path ahead, she remembered. “Look up, not down,” she said … but that was not possible on the descent. I could close my eyes. The mule knows the way, he has no need of me. But that seemed more something Sansa would have done, that frightened girl. Alayne was an older woman, and bastard brave.

[she-s-a-shy-one]

SANSA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH + DAY NINE: MUSIC

So the singer played for her, so soft and sad that Arya only heard snatches of the words, though the tune was half-familiar. Sansa would know it, I bet. Her sister had known all the songs, and she could even play a little, and sing so sweetly.

[she-s-a-shy-one]

SANSA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH + DAY FIVE: MOTHER

He is no true knight, but he saved me all the same,” she told the Mother. “Save him if you can, and gentle the rage inside him.”

[she-s-a-shy-one]

SANSA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH + DAY FIFTEEN: LOVE

“I will remember, Your Grace," said Sansa, though she had always heard that love was a surer route to the people's loyalty than fear. If I am ever a queen, I'll make them love me.

[she-s-a-shy-one]

SANSA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH + DAY FOUR: RED

Sansa was a lady at three, always so courteous and eager to please. She loved nothing so well as tales of knightly valor. Men would say she had my look, but she will grow into a woman far more beautiful than I ever was, you can see that. I often sent away her maid so I could brush her hair myself. She had auburn hair, lighter than mine, and so thick and soft… the red in it would catch the light of the torches and shine like copper.

[she-s-a-shy-one]

SANSA STARK APPRECIATION MONTH + DAY THIRTEEN: FRIENDS (II)

“And you must be the Lord Protector’s daughter,” she added, as the bucket went rattling back up to the Eyrie. “I had heard that you were beautiful. I see that it is true.” Alayne curtsied. “My lady is kind to say so.” “Kind?” The older girl gave a laugh. “How boring that would be. I aspire to be wicked. You must tell me all your secrets on the ride down. May I call you Alayne?"