The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

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"Master Will, how do you tell me to tell Sansa..." Madam Caitlin tried to control her voice as calm as possible.

"I'll talk about it!" Will said without hesitation. He seems to have figured out everything.

Will's stability, composure, and indifference, like the ballast stone on a ship in the ocean.

In the air, an invisible force is helping everyone stabilize and control their various complex emotions. This invisible force comes from Will's calmness.

He seemed to have an insight into all the best and worst results, and his control was shown in him, without loudly speaking, without shouting, without breaking out, and without saying more.

Arya also said softly: "Mother, I will go too."

Caitlin gaped.

Facing Will, who didn't feel guilty at all, she didn't know what to say for a moment in the face of Arya who was calm and clear. It was as if she was the one who was wrong in this matter, and not Arya and Will at all. In this matter, it seems that the one who lacks confidence should be her, not Will and Arya.

It seems that everything is reversed.

Caitlin looked at Melisandre.

Melisandre said nothing.

This situation is beyond her understanding and control.

Like Mrs. Caitlin, she had self-doubt for a while, as if they were wrong. But it was Will and Arya who did the wrong thing.

Melisandre once again felt the awe in the dark. The next thing may not be as bad as she thought. Maybe, she misread Flame again, but no matter whether she misread it or not, she will not express herself He will not use his power to change his views.

She needs to keep awe of the seven gods here and the old gods in the north.

She will tell the relevant people according to the prompt of the flame, but she will not necessarily require others to follow her prompts, she will not impose a push, nor will she use her strength to force a change.

"Mrs. Caitlin, I'll go to Sansa now." Will said calmly.

Arya stretched out her hand and took Will's hand: "Let's go together."

Caitlin held back her tears, her voice returned to calm: "...ok..."

The night is very warm, but the night wind blows in the city.

"Priest Meri, I need your help." Will's voice revealed a force that Melisandre could not refuse. This kind of power is invisible and invisible, just like the wind. Although it is completely invisible, the feeling is so real.

"Master Will, what do you need me to do?"

"Help me wake up Sansa, don't make her feel sudden, I hope she wakes up naturally, and then hear your voice, she has a calm and calm heart to open the door."

"Okay, I will help you!"

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Sansa woke up, feeling very sleepy. This was the best sleep of all time since receiving the news that Arya was going to duel with James. She was a little surprised that she was so sleepy. She sat up, thinking that the sky should be almost bright, she looked out the window, it was dark outside, and there was no light.

Sansa felt surprised.

She slept for a long good night, and when she woke up, why did she still look like midnight?

Sansa felt that she had been asleep for several months. She knew she would never sleep anymore. But the world was very quiet. She suddenly remembered that it should belong to the next day. When dawn, she would be engaged to the hero in her mind. This was when Will and Arya went south to find the dragon egg with Star. The promise made by Kejia.

Tomorrow is her engagement day.

Sansa became excited, and the night was quiet, who should she talk to?

"Sansa!" someone called her outside the door, her voice very nice.

It is Priest Meri.

Sansa was overjoyed, she was looking for someone to talk to.

It would be great if Sister Madan was here.

But Priest Meri is also very good.

Sansa got up, put on her clothes, combed her hair as quickly as possible, trimmed the ornamentation, and groomed her face.

Sansa opened the door. Priest Meri was not at the door. Will and Arya stood at the door. In the light of the candle that Sansa raised, Lord Will's expression was calm, but Arya was obviously a little nervous. Priest Meri is beside Lord Will. There was a dark shadow at the end of the corridor. Although Sansa couldn't see clearly, she immediately knew that the man was her mother, Mrs. Caitlin.

"You?" Sansa smiled with her big eyes gleaming, "So mysterious, what's the matter!"

Then her joyous voice spread happily in the air, but her person was already frozen.

She saw the hand held by Will and Arya.

"You?" Sansa didn't know that she reached out and pointed to Arya and Will's hands together. People have already begun to understand her subconscious questions and subconscious movements. Her thinking was on the verge of dementia.

"Sansa, can we come in?" Will is as calm as the sea level. But although the surface of the sea is as flat as a mirror, the waves below are rough.

"Well, of course!" Sansa said when she heard her voice, full of smiles.

Then she saw Will and Arya coming in hand in hand, the two hands holding each other getting bigger and bigger, and finally filled with her pupils, she didn't understand why. Suddenly the chest hurts heavily and the phantom disappeared. Will and Arya still hold hands together, but they are not so big that the entire room is filled with those two hands.

Those are two normal-sized hands.

"Aaliyah, what are you doing holding Lord Will's hand?" Sansa asked. As if the pain of being penetrated by the sword pulled her back from the edge of dementia, she immediately understood what it meant.

As a result, the darkness of the world, the night wind, the light in front of him, and the shadows of people all came back in real life.

"Sansa!" Arya said, "we..."

"I know, I should have known it a long time ago. You looked at me wrong this afternoon. I remember, you said I was not worthy of Lord Will, you said I was a weak woman who was nothing, I was afraid of cockroaches, Yes, but you can grab a cockroach and place it in your palm; I’m not as good as you at this point, I admit; I’m afraid of mice, but you can grab a mouse by its tail, and I admit it. Yes, I don’t know anything, I don’t know how to fight people, I don’t know how to fight, I don’t know how to fight, I don’t dare to climb a tree and then jump down. Yes, I’m not as good as anything. You took my favorite thing, Arya, I don’t. I will forgive you forever." Sansa spoke quickly, her eyes sad and angry.

Neither Arya nor Will could intervene.

"I don't love you, Sansa." Will said flatly. There is a strange calming power in his words, as if he is a mountain, and Sansa's anger is heavy rain. No matter how violent the heavy rain is, it will pass. After the rain passes, the wind and rain disappear, and the mountain is still there.

Sansa was punched hard again in the heart. She shook her body, choked her breath, and her face was pale.

"It's all your wishful thinking, Sansa, when did we talk about love together? When did we have it? Never. Did I tell you that I love you, like you? Never. Have we been alone together? Never! It’s not that Arya took away your favorite, it’s that you never had a favorite."

"I don't love you, and I have no feeling for you. The first marriage between us was based on politics. Since it is politics, I only need to marry a Stark to complete the political mission, whether it is you or Arya. But it is different Yes, I like Arya. I know his character and I like his character, and he treats me the same."

With a bang in Sansa's mind, something exploded her body, and she felt herself flying up, flying in the air, and then looked at herself, Will and Arya who were standing on the ground.

She looked at herself, Will and Arya.

"Sansa, what you love is a big hero, and I am not the big hero in your fantasy. Even if I am, the big hero doesn't like you. There is no love between us. Some are just your wishful thinking! I am tomorrow. Will be engaged to Arya, I'm here to inform you tonight." Will said indifferently, like ice and snow.

"Okay, I understand!" Sansa in the air returned to Sansa's body on the ground. She faintly felt something, but was still uncertain; there seemed to be a voice in her body saying something to her, but She can’t hear it either; but a force that has never been experienced rises from deep in her heart, unstoppable, permeates her body, and envelops her broken heart: "I saw your mother is also outside. You should discuss it first. Did you just come to inform me? In that case, I will attend your engagement ceremony tomorrow, and I will dress very beautifully, just like the most beautiful flower in summer."

Sansa’s grief, tears, tremor, and heartbreak were all suddenly gone. Her neck was slender and beautiful. She held her head high, like a peacock who had defeated her opponent. She smiled beautifully, like a brilliant summer flower: " I wish you happiness, Arya. Lord Will, you are my brother-in-law, please take good care of Arya. Arya, your makeup tomorrow, I am your sister, I must help you make it."

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