Sansa can keep her sewing needles. I've got a needle of my own.
My name is Arya Stark. I want you to know that. The last thingyou're ever going to see is a Stark smiling down at you as you die
I'm not afraid
I remember you, standing on that platform with Joffrey and Cersei when they dragged father to the block. I remember the pretty dress you were wearing. I remember the fancy way you did your hair
