Chapter Twenty-Five

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"How did you manage that?" Sansa whispers in fearful voice, but I only offer her small smile. My hands are still trembling from image of returning back in King's Landing.

"I have my own ways." I whisper kindly and pat her reddish hair gently. She looks up at me with her large blue eyes and smiles. I can still see sadness behind them. "Sansa... what happened?" I whisper in a low voice and look directly at her eyes.

"I..." she lowers her head and looks down at her white patite fingers. "I was so stupid." She starts crying soundlessly. Tears are streaming down her face as she sobs. "I was so blindly in love with Joffrey that I... dad died because of me!" She cries out and sobs. "And... I don't even know where Aria is!" She shrieks and I smile at her gently.

"It wasn't your fault... Sansa." I whisper and stroke her hair. She looks up at me with hope glittering inside her eyes. "You couldn't have known." I whisper again and gently kiss her forehead. "Women... we are... usually blinded by what we call love." I whisper again and smile. "And we tend to make mistakes. And it's okay." I assure her and squeeze her hand.

She nods, wiping her tears away.

"Now come. Soon, you will be home." I smile at her and lead her to her own horse.

***

"You can't sacrifice yourself." Lucas objects as I offer them my help. "You have to stay here."

"Why?" I ask him in surprised tone. My eyes are widen at his face.

"Because we... need you."

When habitants of Winterfell saw Sansa, I couldn't restrain my smile at their reaction. Maester Luwin was beyond happy. He took Sansa immediately to his tower and started treating her wounds. Bran wanted to see his sister, while all Rickon was asking about was when he would be able to play with Sansa.

"Why are you leaving?" Maester Luwin asks me as soon as he notices me by the gates.

"I..." I gulp and turn at him with large smile on my face. "I need to see... Robb." I whisper and lie shamelessly at his kind face.

***

"So, you came." Tyrion says surprised and I nod. Cersei is standing next to him, her emerald eyes eyeing me. "Why?"

"What do you mean?" I ask surprised and rise my eyebrows.

"You could have ran away." Cersei says instead and looks at me more concerned.

"I gave you my word." I shrug my shoulders and sit on the nearest chair in the hall. "I always keep my promises." I add with slight smile and grin.

"Even if it costs you life?" Cersei asks me again with smirk.

"Especially if it costs one." I return the smirk and take the glass of wine near me. "So, where will I be sleeping?"

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