a happily-ever-after for Sansa and Sandor
We are like chameleons, we take our hue and the color of our moral character, from those who are around us.
'I never asked to play. The game was too dangerous. One slip and I am dead’.
"You are Alayne, and you must be Alayne all the time. Even here. In your heart. Can you do that? Can you be my daughter in your heart?"
"I am Alayne, Father. Who else would I be?"
But only you did.
" Do you know what they did to my brother? And my mother?
I lie awake all night, thinking about how they died. “
Was there ever a wedding less joyful? she wondered, until she remembered her poor Sansa […] She has a gentle soul.
if you’re going to throw in your lot with any stark, i’d recommend the eldest girl. the kindest of the bunch, for sure, more mercy in her little finger than the rest put together. good thing she came back out of hiding when the others did, for sure, or they’d have torn this whole country apart. you’d be a fool if you weren’t as wary of her as the others, though. she’s clever, and she’s beautiful, and any time you think you’re a step ahead of her you’re almost definitely six steps behind. any other reasons? oh, sure. she’s the only person in the entire world that can control that wildling brother of hers - and anybody with the reigns to rickon stark ought to be the person you fear most in the world. mark my words.