(Plus 1, thanks to the students of Castle Aelo for their rewards, and also to the students of the Dance of the Fans, thank you!)

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"Lord Will, how do you tell me to speak to Sansa......" Lady Caitlyn struggled to keep her voice to her composure.

"I'll say it!" Will said without hesitation. He seemed to have figured it all out.

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

In the air, an invisible force is helping everyone to stabilize and control their complex emotions, and this invisible force comes from Will's composure.

He seemed to see the best and the worst, and the control was displayed in him, no need to shout, no need to shout, no need to burst, no need to say more.

Arya also whispered, "Mother, I'll go too." ”

Caitlin stammered.

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

It's as if everything is reversed.

Caitlin looked at Melisandre.

Melisandre was silent.

The situation was beyond her knowledge and control.

Like Lady Caitlin, she had a moment of self-doubt, as if they had come by mistake. But it was Will and Arya who did something wrong.

Melisandre felt the awe again, and what happened next might not be as bad as she imagined, perhaps, she misread the flame again, but whether she misread it or not, she would not express her opinion, nor would she use her power to change.

She needed to be in awe of the seven gods here and the old gods of the North.

She will tell the relevant people according to the prompts of the flames, but she will not have to be followed by others, she will not impose pushes, and she will not use force to force changes.

"Lady Caitlin, I'll go find Sansa now. Will said calmly.

Arya reached out and shook Will's hand, "Let's go together." ”

Caitlyn held back her tears, and her voice returned to calm: "...... Good ......"

The night was warm, and there was a night wind blowing in the city.

"Priestess Merry, I need your help. Will's voice revealed a force that Melisandre couldn't refuse. This power is invisible, like the wind, although it is completely invisible, the feeling is so real.

"Will-sama, what do you need me to do?"

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

"Okay, I'll help you!"

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Sansa woke up feeling a good night's sleep, the best sleep she'd had in all the time since she received the news that Arya was going to duel Jaime, and she was a little surprised at how well she slept so well. She sat up, thinking it should be almost dawn, and she looked out the window, but it was dark and dark, and there was no light in sight.

Sansa was amazed.

She had a long good night's sleep and woke up, why did it still look like it was the middle of the night?

Sansa felt like she had been sleeping for months before, and so on. She knew she would never be able to sleep again. But the world was quiet, and she suddenly remembered that it was supposed to be the next day, and when it was dawn, she would be engaged to her big hero, a promise made by Will and Arya when they went south in search of dragon eggs.

Tomorrow is the day of her engagement.

Sansa was in a state of excitement, and in the dead of night, who should she talk to?

"Sansa!" someone called out to her, and her voice was very nice.

It's Priest Merry.

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

If only Sister Modan were here.

But Priest Merry is also very good.

Sansa got up, got dressed, and combed her hair as fast as she could, straightened her ornaments, and groomed her face.

Sansa opens the door, but Priest Merry is not at the door, but Will and Arya are standing in the doorway. In the light of the candle Sansa raised, Lord Will's expression was calm, but Arya was visibly nervous. Priest Merry was at Will's side. There was a dark shadow at the end of the hallway, and although Sansa couldn't see it clearly, she immediately knew that it was her mother, Lady Catelyn.

"You guys?" Sansa's big eyes sparkled and she smiled, "What is such a mystery!"

Then her joyful voice spread happily through the air, but her person was already fixed.

She saw Will and Arya's hand holding each other.

"You guys?" Sansa didn't know she was reaching out and pointing at Arya and Will's two clasped hands. She subconsciously asked and subconsciously moved, but people began to be ignorant. Her mind was teetering on the verge of dementia.

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

"Well, of course!" said Sansa, smiling at the sound of her own voice.

Then she saw Will and Arya come in hand in hand, the hands that were held together growing larger and larger, and finally filling her pupils, and she couldn't understand why. Suddenly, there was a heavy pain in his chest, and the illusion vanished, and Will and Arya's hands were still clasped together, but not so big that the entire room was filled with those two hands.

That's two normal-sized hands.

"Arya, what are you holding Will by the hand?" asked Sansa. As if the pain of being pierced by the sword pulled her back from the brink of dementia, she immediately understood what it meant.

So, the night of this world, the night wind, the light in front of you, and the shadows are all really back.

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

"I know, I should have known that you didn't look at me the right way this afternoon. I remember, you said I wasn't worthy of Lord Will, you said I was a weak woman who was nothing, I was afraid of cockroaches, yes, but you can catch cockroaches and put them in the palm of your hand, I'm not as good as you, I admit it, I'm afraid of mice, but you can grab the tail of the rat and pick it up, I admit it. Yes, I don't know anything, I don't duel people, I don't fight, I don't fight, I don't dare to climb a tree and jump down, yes, I'm not as good as anything, you took what I love the most, Arya, I won't forgive you, ever. Sansa spoke quickly, her eyes sad and angry.

Neither Arya nor Will could interject.

"I don't love you, Sansa. Will said lightly. There was a strange calming power in his words, as if he were a mountain, and Sansa's anger was a heavy rain, and no matter how violent the rain was, it would pass, and the rain would pass over the sky, and the wind and rain would disappear, and the mountains would still be there.

Sansa's heart was punched again. Her body shook, her breath was suffocating, and her face was pale.

"It's all your wishful thinking, Sansa, when have we ever been together and loved? I told you I love you, do I like you? never. Have we ever been alone? Never! It's not Arya who has taken away your favorite, it's that you've never had a favorite. ”

"I don't love you, I don't feel anything for you. The initial marriage between us was political, and since it was politics, I only had to marry a Stark to accomplish the political mission, whether it was you or Arya. But the difference is that what I like is Arya, I know his character and I like his character, and he does the same to me. ”

Sansa's head thumped, something exploded through her body, and she felt herself fly, flying in the air, and then looked at herself standing on the ground, Will and Arya.

She looked at herself, Will and Arya.

"Sansa, you love a big hero, and I'm not the big hero you imagined, even if I am, but the big hero doesn't like you, between us, there is no love, there is, it's just your wishful thinking! I'm engaged to Arya tomorrow, and I'm here to inform you tonight. Will's words were cold and unforgiving, like ice and snow.

"Okay, I see!" Sansa in the air returned to Sansa's body on the ground, she faintly felt something, but she couldn't grasp it yet, there seemed to be a voice in her body saying something to her, but she couldn't hear it clearly, but a power that she had never experienced before rose from the depths of her heart, unstoppable, permeating her whole body, and enveloping her broken heart: "I saw that my mother was also outside, did you come to inform me after discussing it first?" In that case, I'll be at your engagement tomorrow, and I'll be dressed up like the most beautiful flower in summer. ”

Sansa's grief, tears, trembling, and heartbreak were all suddenly gone, her neck was slender and beautiful, her head held high, like a peacock that had defeated her opponent, and she smiled, and her smile was beautiful, like a brilliant summer flower: "I wish you happiness, Arya." Lord Will, you're my brother-in-law, please take care of Arya. Arya, your makeup tomorrow, I'm your sister, I must help you put it on. ”

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