It was late afternoon before Jon finished graveling the paths. With others, she could almost feel their eyes crawling under her leathers; she didn't know what they were thinking, and that scared her even more. The king looked him over top to bottom, and laughed. Don't you see what they're doing? Jon turned on him in a fury.
No, she whimpered, please . It's said poison is a woman's weapon, begging your pardons, my lady. Let Ned work it out in his own mind; her voice would not be welcome now. Sansa could not think why Mother would want to lie about it, so she supposed it had to be true.
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