[ arya nods again. demons here and gold-and-red cloaked bastards in king's landing. her father is imprisoned and her sister captured and her mother and brothers far, far away. she sniffs.
I'm a Stark of Winterfell, she tells herself sternly before she can start crying, and a direwolf and I will not cry. especially not in front of a stranger.
she wears a fierce look when she tilts her head up. ]
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I'm a Stark of Winterfell, she tells herself sternly before she can start crying, and a direwolf and I will not cry. especially not in front of a stranger.
she wears a fierce look when she tilts her head up. ]
Have you fought any of them?