"My family died because of war. In a way, perhaps, to get to me because I am the weakest and easiest to overcome. Jon...Jon is some of the only family that I have left. I suppose that is why we are so close now. I trust him more than anyone. He protects me because I cannot protect myself."

Sansa frowns softly.

"My world is different from this one," she says. "It is different from the places that others come from, too, and sometimes I wish I had been born in one of those places. The things I am able to do are not very useful, I think. I am only just learning magic and I cannot fight. I sew and sell the things I make but I don't think sewing is a particularly useful thing when the wolves are at the door."