Sansa laughs in spite of herself. She thinks she's laughed more in this moon than she has in three years, all told, and it feels like something green and tender has broken through the ice. It's still in need of nurturing, though, and not quite ready to stand on its own.

"Yes, I think we should. Spring is something I've been looking forward to for a while. It seems like cheating to have one so soon but I do intend to enjoy it. Should we try some of the food? They have things I've never seen before."