( sansa had grown up with no knowledge of the world. sheltered and secluded from the rest of westeros by the high walls of winterfell, she never knew what it was like to want for anything. never saw a man die until she left home. guarded is the right word, but what alayne hopes to convey is caution, prudence. the past always shines through, however hard one attempts to hide it. )

I should like to know about the worlds beyond this, though I fear I have very little to pay in kind.

( and a pause - sansa always remembered her courtesies; alayne does the same. )

Would you tell me your name? I am Alayne Stone, of a land called Westeros.