“Leave her face her face,” Joffrey commanded. “I like her pretty.” Boros slammed a fist into Sansa’s belly, driving the air out of her. When she doubled over, the knight grabbed her hair and drew his sword, and for one hideous instant she was
“Leave her face her face,” Joffrey commanded. “I like her pretty.” Boros slammed a fist into Sansa’s belly, driving the air out of her. When she doubled over, the knight grabbed her hair and drew his sword, and for one hideous instant she was
