Yes, But Soon A Widow. Be Glad The Imp Preferred His Whores. It Would Not Be Fitting For My Son To Take

“Yes, but soon a widow. Be glad the Imp preferred his whores. It would not be fitting for my son to take that dwarf’s leavings, but as he never touched you … How would you like to marry your cousin, the Lord Robert?”

The thought made Sansa weary. All she knew of Robert Arryn was that he was a little boy, and sickly. It is not me she wants her son to marry, it is my claim. No one will ever marry me for love. But lying came easy to her now. “I … can scarcely wait to meet him, my lady. But he is still a child, is he not?”

Bear Island knows no king but the King in the North, whose name is STARK.

                            three years celebration prize for @stark

If Sansa Stark should be seen in the Vale, the eunuch will know within a moon’s turn, and that would create unfortunate… complications. It is not safe to be a Stark just now. So, we shall tell Lysa’s people that you are my natural daughter. Natural? You mean, a bastard? Well, you can scarcely be my trueborn daughter. I’ve never taken a wife, that’s well known. What should you be called? I… I could call myself after my mother… Catelyn? A bit too obvious… but after my mother, that would serve. Alayne. Do you like it? Alayne is pretty.

edit request meme: a song of ice and fire + favorite quote(s) → sansa stark // requested by @silver–mermaid

“Sansa might someday be queen. Her sons could rule from the Wall to the mountains of Dorne. What is so wrong with that?”

“Gods, Catelyn, Sansa is only eleven,” Ned said.

the Lannister woman shall never have this skin