22.奈德(12)

"Arya. I did not mean to frighten you. but we all are in a dangerous place, and our enemies mean ill to us. you must know who you really shoud hate..."
"I do not hate sansa. not really...and septa mordane."
"septa mordane is a good woman. we charged her a mission impossible to make you a lady."
"but I don't want to be a lady."
lyanna. she did not want to. if father forced her to be like that, she would not have met raeger in that tourney, and would marry Robert. and would not die...... nor she truly lived.

"good. " he held the blade back to her.
Arya seemed more frightened than the moment the sword was found.
"father...can I...you mean..."
"it's yours."
Arya took the blade carefully, and smiled for the first time since he came.
"try not to stab your sister. and mordane."
"the pack survives! I shall protect them like my brother robb! if I can be as strong as rob!"
Ned finally felt some true warmth in king's landing, not suffocating heat. "then apologize to mordane tommorw. can you?"