“Leave us,” she told them. “I wish to speak to my sister alone.” She held Catelyn’s hand as they withdrew… and dropped it the instant the door closed. Catelyn saw her face change. It was as if the sun had gone behind a cloud.
and it was to the river they returned when their lives had run their course.
“I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.”
for lady-arryn