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| 3a081c4 | We were talking about the prince,' Sansa said, her voice soft as a kiss. Arya knew which prince she meant: Joffrey, of course. The tall, handsome one. Sansa got to sit with him at the feast. Arya had to sit with the little fat one. Naturally. | a-song-of-ice-and-fire arya feast funny george-r-r-martin ironic joffrey prince sansa winterfell | George R.R. Martin |