The wind beats against the tent. Sansa shudders, then begins to sing again, the words spilling out of her mouth and into the cold air of her and Brienne’s shelter. As if answering her song, a wolf howl rises above the wind that blasts through the frozen hills and wraps around the tent like an icy blanket. A ghost wolf, heard but unseen, she thinks.
After Brienne frees her from the Vale, Sansa sets them on a course north to the Wall, to Jon Snow.
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