I wish the Hound were here. The night of the battle, Sandor Clegane had come to her chambers to take her from the city, but Sansa had refused. Sometimes she lay awake at night, wondering if she’d been wise. She had his stained white cloak hidden in a cedar chest beneath her summer silks. She could not say why she’d kept it. 

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From the Set: Dressing Sansa

Sansa’s clothes reflect her state of mind.

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Why should I spare his feelings, when nobody cares about mine?

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headtrip-honey:

That’s one of my favorite lines from Sansa, and I’m sad that we lost it. Granted, it was an internal monologue in the books, but I can’t help but think it, or something like it, could have made it into the show dialogue.

More than being upset over Sansa kneeling, I’m upset by the way the show has continually stripped Sansa of her agency and her actual storyline.

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tumblrofthrones:

#team targaryen: not here for your shit today

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