remember that one chapter in a feast for crows where asha just starts throwing shade left and right like
“I am unwed,” announced Left Hand Lucas Codd.
“And for good reason,” Asha said. “All women do despise the Codds as well. Don’t look at me so mournful, Lucas. You still have your famous hand.” She made a pumping motion with her fist.
whoa girl
“Was that courteous, Asha? You have wounded Lucas to the quick.”
“Easier than wounding him in the prick. I throw an axe as well as any man, but when the target is so small…”
sheeit boy best step back
“This girl forgets herself,” snarled Pinchface Jon Myre. “Balon let her believe she was a man.”
“Your father made the same mistake with you,” said Asha.
damn son didn’t know you were at smackdown university with professor greyjoy did you
“Give her to me, Euron,” suggested the Red Oarsman. “I’ll spank her till her arse is red as my hair.”
“Come try,” said Asha, “and hereafter we can call you the Red Eunuch.” A throwing axe was in her hand. She tossed it in the air and caught it deftly. “Here is my husband, Nuncle. Any man who wants me should take it up with him.”
class dismissed
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“My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.”
#i know this quote is overused as fuck but it is so damn accurate #i think people don’t think about it too much even though they use it a lot #and i think sansa haters should think about it too #before calling her stupid annoying and childish you should consider the fact that she was a child who was raised to be a lady believing she #would marry a great lord and have children and be happy just like they taught her through the songs #then they had her believing she would marry the prince of the seven kingdoms (who she thought was a great person)#and then suddenly she lost everything she had everything she knew and everything she believed in #the prince turned out to be an abusive asshole who took her father’s head and had her beaten up constantly #she found herself in a place where she had literally no family no friends not even a single person she could trust #all she had left in king’s landing was hope #like literally she had nothing but hope for robb to win the war and hope to someday be home again #and guess what? #this annoying childish and stupid teenager is outliving a bunch of powerful and respected adults #this young girl who grew up thinking her life would be like a song and then was left with absolutely nothing but pain is a survivor #she learned really fast how to play the game and it’s working really well #so i’m guessing she’s not that dumb in the end and she’s a lot more powerful smart and strong than you’re giving her credit for
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All you need to know about Sansa in this book is that she has a direwolf – a giant, monstrous wolf, a half-mythological monster, a killing machine – and she names it Lady. |
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And then Sansa teaches her pony-sized furry killing machine to take food delicately from her hand, because manners are important.
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“Winter will never come for the likes of us. Should we die in battle, they will surely sing of us, and it’s always summer in the songs. In the songs all knights are gallant, all maids are beautiful, and the sun is always shining.”
Meera Reed was sixteen, a woman grown, but she stood no higher than her brother. All the crannogmen were small, she told Bran once when he asked why she wasn’t taller. Brown-haired, green-eyed, and flat as a boy, she walked with a supple grace that Bran could only watch and envy.
“Oh, it would be so sweet, to see him once again.”
you think i’m fighting this war so they’ll sing songs about me? i want to go home. i want the men following me to go home.
“On Bear Island every child learns to fear krakens rising from the sea.”
Not long ago, I listened to the Boiled Leather podcast focusing on Asha and Brienne,and the commentators mentioned an opinion of theirs that gave me some pause: they said that Asha seemed unrealistic because she seemed too emotionally stable and too conciliatory given her upbringing. I mulled this over for awhile, since at first it had seemed striking to me that Asha could be raised as the heir of a man who believes in war and the Old Way and yet be capable of demonstrating empathy, restraint and diplomacy when dealing with allies and enemies alike.
But upon closer reading of the text, accompanied by some conjecture that I don’t think is too far-fetched, I don’t think Asha’s character is unrealistic at all, and here’s why.
