"That we are," Ned agreed. Decapitation had not affected his own voice much, strange to say; some enchantment had allowed him to speak normally even with his head severed from his body, and now that the head had been stuck back on, that enchantment still held, much to his relief. He was no maester. He could not say whether it would have been possible for him to speak at all, were it not for that magic.
He was not lying. He was truly pleased to see his daughter. He would have been more pleased had she yielded to reason and given up her sham of a marriage to the Imp, but he could not force her to do as he thought best, and he had not been alive to prevent the marriage from occurring in the first place. His foolishness had left him dead and his family without his protection. Therefore he could not find it within his heart to reproach Sansa.
"Come and sit with us a while," he invited her. He could be courteous, plainspoken though he was.
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Date: 2008-01-27 06:45 am (UTC)He was not lying. He was truly pleased to see his daughter. He would have been more pleased had she yielded to reason and given up her sham of a marriage to the Imp, but he could not force her to do as he thought best, and he had not been alive to prevent the marriage from occurring in the first place. His foolishness had left him dead and his family without his protection. Therefore he could not find it within his heart to reproach Sansa.
"Come and sit with us a while," he invited her. He could be courteous, plainspoken though he was.