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        ♔        ;;          She looks around, taking in the bedchamber
                                that she now stood in. It was obvious this was
                                n o t what she was looking for.

        ♔        ;;          ❝It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lady Stark — though
                                I am very sorry that I interrupted you.❞ Alice paused,
                                listening and then smiled, shaking her head; ❝oh, no!
                                You misunderstand me, I know where my ship is docked,
                                we arrived here last night. I’m looking for Lord Baelish.
                                                                It’s  h i s  wine that I have.❞

:: 〖 ❣ 〗――— ::

              …Lord Baelish could be in a great
        many places. His brothel, mayhaps–
        but if the young girl was sent scurrying
        here than he must not be there. He is
        a part of the small council, is he not?
        War-making costs and she is sure then
        that there is a meeting that needs him.

                 She takes a deep breath, the look
         of hesitance fading as she convinced
         herself. Sansa tears her unseeing gaze
         back to focus on this lovely lady.

                 "I’m afraid I can’t help you more
         than that he might be with the small
         council. Court should begin in but a
         few moments and they are almost
         always in attendance.“