[ More lies, she thinks and then— pauses. Her father is Petyr Baelish, the one they call Littlefinger, Highlord of the Riverlands and Protector of the Vale. He is, by her estimation, not afraid of anything and yet here and now, caught in the shadow of what will come to pass, he says the words 'I worry' and she does not find them false.
(It worries her; and it frightens her. But she tries, tries hard, to make sure her does not see.)
At length: ]
I thought you incapable of such things, father. Was it wrong of me to think so?
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(It worries her; and it frightens her. But she tries, tries hard, to make sure her does not see.)
At length: ]
I thought you incapable of such things, father. Was it wrong of me to think so?