They gave her a brief inspection. Sansa undressed and slipped beneath the blankets. Her hand went to her sword hilt, and she found herself wondering if Ser Shadrich would think her easy prey just because she was a woman. The scratches are nothing.
She wanted to crawl back into bed and hide beneath her blanket, to sleep and sleep. One tried to bite me once! You tell that Mya that I'm staying here. RED LESTER. Do you know of such a man? Alas, no, said Qyburn.
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