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Chapter 8 by mrdarcydoms mrdarcydoms

What's next?

Thank her and leave

You make as if to leave.

"Thank you, my Lady. I will see you at dinner," you pause and look back over your shoulder, "sewing kit in hand."

You leave the eldest daughter of Winterfell standing in the cool dawn light of the corridor.

What's next?

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