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“There is nothing to pardon, although I would be lying to say that your presence was expected.” He rose to his feet, firelight casting a slight shadow upon his features as he he glanced at this handmaid- he believed. Certainly, Jon had caught glimpses of her beforehand, yet clearly, they had never conversed- would never have, in fact, if she had not stumbled into his chambers. Luckily, he had planned to retire later to bed that night, instead poring over stratagems for combat- not truly necessary, but intriguing- , and she had not caught him in an awkward state of undress. “What is your name? Do not fear telling me; I will not inform the King or my mother of your accident. You do not seem the sort that would sneak into a prince’s chambers in the night.”

 

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                    Let this be a lesson learned to all ladies in waiting:
                    when you try and sneak a few sweet treats from
                    the kitchens, make sure you remember the way back
                    to your chambers. You might not be as lucky in your
                    mistake as Sansa was. Though, considering his
                    station, she finds herself thinking maybe her hair isn’t
                    as lucky as the people of the North liked to think.

                    “I was just searching for my
                    own rooms, my lord. Please,
                    I did not mean to intrude.”

                    His face is so serious, though he cannot be older
                    than her by a year or two. She finds herself
                    intimidated if only because of how improper it is
                    to be found here. Clasping her hands in front of
                    herself, Sansa bows her head in deference.

                    “My name is Sansa Stark of
                     Winterfell, my lord. I’m to be
                     taught the ways of court here.”

                    Or so said the treaty. They both knew, for it was an open
                    secret, she is to be hostage and later on property to be
                    traded to whichever lord the King and Queen felt suited her.