I want the books.
Sansa felt curiously light-headed. I am free. She could feel eyes upon her. I must not smile, she reminded herself. The queen had warned her; no matter what she felt inside, the face she showed the world must look distraught. “I will not have my son humiliated,” Cersei said. “Do you hear me?”
“Yes. But if I’m not to be queen, what will become of me?”
“That will need to be determined. For the moment, you shall remain here at court, as our ward.”
“I want to go home.”
The queen was irritated by that. “You should have learned by now, none of us get the things we want.”