“Sansa, come here.” His voice was gentle as he beckoned the young girl closer, embracing her in a tight hug. “Shh. Shh. It’s going to be alright” This young girl, a perfect lady, sweet and loving was going to marry Joffery? Jory didn’t care for the young boy much but now…after what had transpired with Lady. Jory could skin him alive. “I’m here. I’m sorry Sansa.”
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