[ The show must go on, even if she's her family to the conflict following Robert Baratheon's ascension to the Iron Throne, even after—when she'd been relieved of her position among a friendly troupe of mummers who'd kindly taken her in, on the off chance that she might've been reunited with her brother—
They're all lies, in the end, and she heaves a sigh as she's called to appear before her new "employer," hailed as a fine specimen from far-off lands, a worthy jewel among his collection. She doesn't even speak, and though dressed prettily for the occasion, she merely hangs her head, and sighs. ]
LITTLEFINGER 8V
They're all lies, in the end, and she heaves a sigh as she's called to appear before her new "employer," hailed as a fine specimen from far-off lands, a worthy jewel among his collection. She doesn't even speak, and though dressed prettily for the occasion, she merely hangs her head, and sighs. ]