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Jan 26, 2009 22:45

Sansa was, as all her family was, familiar with the island tricks. And with the exception of the one on Arya's name day she did not mind them. She'd much rather it play tricks than send her family away or bring more Lannisters. But she had never expected this particular outcome. When Sansa had thought she wanted to give Caspian a son - this was assuredly not what she had meant.

"Eddara," she said her tone worn. "Put your dress back on this instance." Ever since the previous morning when Eddara had woken up a small boy instead of a small girl she, he? had been even less fond of clothing than normal.

"Nooooo," Eddara shouted gleefully running away from Sansa and then pausing to peer down at herself. "Look," she said pointing at herself cheerfully and then she ran off out into the yard at speed and Sansa did not care that it was unladylike.

"Eddara!" she screeched. "Come back here at once." Eddara was only stopped from going too far by a solid wall of direwolf. Sansa snatched her up and forced the dress over her head which turned the shouts into screams of outrage that reminded Sansa of Rickon at this age - though Sansa had either missed or ignored any tendency he had to expose himself about Winterfell.
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