This is, the silver wolf thought, the night of my nights. This must have been what it
was like before man with his cities, his cruelty, and his wars . . . A primal innocence. Only the
stars were their companions.
The picture of the three girls in the gardens- I can’t tell who they are. One looks like Myrcella. Some people said Sansa was one of the others. I really can’t tell though, the picture is so grainy.