steeledskin: ( neutral: conversational, stoic, curious ) (# i have looked at it so long)
ʟᴀᴅʏ sᴀɴsᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴋ: ᴀʟᴀʏɴᴇ sᴛᴏɴᴇ ([personal profile] steeledskin) wrote in [community profile] eachdraidh 2014-05-30 05:41 pm (UTC)

"No threat at all."

And yet even she could have hardly imagined that Podrick Payne would have ever been a threat. He'd seemed to tremble so -- and he'd always gone flush whenever she spoke to him. It made her heart ache now to realize she would never be able to beg that tale off of him now: the one about the gold coins on purple and white chequy. Perhaps she may be grateful that this strange Lady Brienne was gone. But Pod--

"If you're right, then he was the same squire. Podrick. His name was Podrick Payne." May the Gods look after him now. Sansa pulled a little harder on the next strap and sought to inflict her frustration on the leather. Of all the enemies she'd want to see under the heel of vengeance, timid Podrick Payne had not been one of them. Like her, he'd only been trying to survive the deadly game being played around them.

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