I'm Going Both Ways On Game Of Thrones

Chapter Thirty-Six Sansa’s Thoughts

Looking at the pure white piece in her hand, it exudes an indescribable fragrance called soap. After hesitating for a while, Sansa, like a 12-year-old girl, finally couldn’t hold back the temptation and asked the other maids to prepare to take a bath. Water, she wants to try it herself, is this soap a hundred times better than saponin, as Jenny said.

Soon, the bath was ready to go to sleep, and Jenny helped Sansa scrub herself.

After taking a bath, Sansa felt very refreshed. She had long, burgundy, smooth hair inherited from her mother, and Sansa’s delicate and fair face further brought out the beauty of the girl.

“It’s true, Jenny, what you said is right, this thing called soap is really very useful, I feel that I have never felt so fresh on my body,,,”

Sansa’s blue eyes shone with surprise, and said happily hugging Jenny.

“–Really?”

“Miss Sansa, can I try?”

“I want it too, I want it too…”

Several other maids who were about the same age as Sansa also wanted to try it.

Sansa was generous and gave them both a soapy bath.

After washing, these little girls fell in love with soap, a white and fragrant little thing.

“Jenny, where did you buy this soap? Tell me now, I’m going to buy one to use too,,,” one of the maids asked Jenny, pulling her.

The other maids also looked at her expectantly.

Some enjoyed the attention of the girls, and Jenny told them the truth, telling them that this thing can be bought in the shop of the foreign noble from the far east in the market town.

Sansa and the girls secretly wrote down the names, thinking that they would find a time to buy a piece from the shop of the grown-up in Biwinter Market Town.

In the evening, after Sansa had dinner with her family, she went back to the room to get the soap that she had found in a delicate wooden box, and walked into her sister Arya’s room with a smug expression.

With good things, little kids can’t help but want to show it off.

“Arya—” Sansa walked slowly into her sister’s room, one step at a time, neither in a hurry nor slow, completely in line with the lady’s pace that Sister Mordane required.

Compared to her sister Arya, who is always annoyed by Sister Mordan, who is called a ‘stone-headed’ and a ‘tomboy’ by Sister Mordan, Sansa has perfectly mastered the embroidery and knitting required by a nun as a noble lady. , etiquette, etc.

Seeing Sansa walk in, Arya rolled her eyes, turned around and made it to the bed, with her legs on the edge of the bed, dangling constantly, “What are you doing here? Why don’t you embroider with your little sisters?”

Sansa glanced at Arya’s dangling legs, and couldn’t help saying, “Arya, you can’t dangle your legs like this, as a lady, it’s so rude!”

Arya, who was taught by Sister Mordane every day, could not do well at all, and even hated embroidery and etiquette. Sansa, who was jealous and disliked the appearance of a good girl in her clothes, heard Sansa accuse her, and Arya was not to be outdone.” I like it like this, don’t worry about it!”

“You—” Sansa blushed with anger, staring at her sister with azure blue eyes.

Arya did not show weakness, and looked at Sansa with the same gray eyes as her father.

After staring at each other for a while with Arya, Sansa finally lost to the wild-boy sister, and decided to wait and tell her mother and let her take care of her.

The blushing of anger on her face gradually dissipated, and Sansa finally remembered the purpose of her coming to Arya, um, simply to show off.

“Look, Arya, I got a good one!” Sansa carefully opened the wooden box, revealing the white soap inside.

Arya glanced at the wooden box, then looked at Sansa suspiciously, “What is this?”

Seeing that Arya was attracted by the things in her hand, Sansa’s little face was even more proud, “This is given to me by Jenny. It is said that the nobleman from the far east in Biwinter Town brought it from his hometown. Only A precious soap for washing clothes, washing hands, washing faces, and bathing only for the great nobles!”

What kind of nobles can use it, this is purely Sansa’s own brain supplement. She felt that such a good thing must only be used by the great nobles.

Arya was really attracted by Sansa’s introduction, but she still pretended not to care, “Hmph, isn’t it the same as the soap we used!”

“It’s not the same!” Sansa’s face was smug, and her tone was a little disdainful, “Soap is much easier to use than saponin, and it’s clean. After washing it, there will be a special fragrance! If you don’t believe it, you can smell it, but I am Just washed!”

Saying that, Sansa put her arm in front of Arya.

Arya looked at her, and the little boy, always curious, lowered his head and sniffed on Sansa’s hand.

There is indeed a special aroma!

Arya subconsciously raised her hand and smelled it. She had just taken a shower and used saponin, but there was no such fragrance on her hand, and she could even smell a faint smell of sweat. .

This made Arya look embarrassed.

When Sansa saw her sister’s performance, she immediately realized that she had succeeded in showing off. The corners of her mouth could not help but curl up, and a smile appeared on her face, “Hee hee, Arya, do you want soap? If you want, we will find you someday. How about going to the shop of the foreign noble in the winter market town together to buy more?”

When she heard that she could walk out of the Winterfell Castle to visit the winter shelter market town, Arya suddenly came to her senses.

“I heard Jenny say that in addition to soap, the aristocrat’s shop also has a lot of amazing products from his hometown…” Sansa folded her arms around her chest, with a look of longing on her face, “Maybe it’s true. There’s nothing better than soap!”

“I’m going, I’m going too!” Arya couldn’t help shouting.

“Then it’s settled! You go to your father, I’ll go to my mother, and let them promise to let us go out!” Sansa finally said her real plan.

“Hmm, no problem, no problem!” Arya decided to agree to Sansa’s proposal in order to be able to hang out.

“Okay, we’re done!” Sansa felt that her little plan had succeeded, and she was about to go back to her room with a smile.

“Wait a minute, Sansa, let me use that soap of yours, I’ll see if it really works as you said!” Arya stopped her, staring at the wooden box in her hand.

Sansa subconsciously refused, but, thinking of asking Arya to help, as long as her father and mother agreed, they could go out and buy more soap, so it is not unacceptable that this soap should be used by Arya. *