"Winter is coming," Sansa says darkly. "For all the good it does us to have those words or the direwolf as our sigil."

No matter what, Lyanna is a Stark and that made her family. Sansa can't be angry with her forever. And, she supposes it is true that she's rather like Arya. She softens just a touch.

"I suddenly understand why they said my sister was like you. I didn't believe it, since you were said to be a beauty, but I see it now. You're just as stubborn as Arya is."