冰与火之歌精选

Sometimes she would whisper his name into her pillow just to hear the sound of it.

"Willas, Willas, Willas." Willas was as good a name as Loras, she supposed.

They even sounded the same, a little.

What did it matter about his leg?

Willas would be Lord of Highgarden and she would be his lady.

She pictured the two of them sitting together in a garden with puppies in their laps, or listening to a singer strum upon a lute while they floated down the Mander on a pleasure barge.

If I give him sons, he may come to love me.

She would name them Eddard and Brandon and Rickon, and raise them all to be as valiant as Ser Loras.

And to hate Lannisters, too.

In Sansa's dreams, her children looked just like the brothers she had lost.