"Why? It's not like you could have been a queen, he was already married," Sansa says, firm in her convictions on the matter. "You would have been a mistress and you would born bastard babies. You would be stupid to think that he meant anything other than what all men want. All he wanted what was..."

Sansa lets the words die in her throat. "All men want is to put themselves into something warm and wet. I doubt that they care who it is. You were stupid to follow him."