Sansa Stark (age 15), District 5

Day 1

I rush to the Castle immediately and only hope that Theon is all right. He probably is--he's smart, and he's not gonna give up. That I know for sure. But I won't know until they show the dead tonight.

When I get to the Castle, I hurry inside. It's not much warmer, but it's better than being outside at least.

I decide I'm going to look for Theon tomorrow. I'll start with inside the Castle (because surely he's not stupid enough to be out in the cold, right?). But I guess I'll have to venture outside if he's not here.

He-he could be though. It's a huge building. I sigh and start to climb a staircase when someone (or something) blocks my path. I freeze.

"Go no further." a low voice growls and I flinch. "If you do, don't think I won't kill you."

"...Sandor?" I ask in soft disbelief.

He lowers his sword, frowning. "Sansa Stark? What the hell are you doing here?"

"It's too cold to be outside." I say. Isn't that obvious? "The Castle is the smartest place to be."

"Where's your partner?" he asks.

"We... we got separated." I whisper. "I'm alone. I wanna look for him tomorrow... I only hope he's okay."

"I'm sure he is. He's a hothead." I smile weakly and Sandor rubs the back of his neck. "Erm... you're alone, you said?"

"Yeah."

"Do you have any supplies?"

I shake my head. "I was too scared to go to the Bloodbath. The guy from Twelve went crazy and killed a bunch of people. That alone terrified me."

"I don't blame you. At all." Sandor says wryly. "But... um, do you want to--it's all right if you don't, but do you want to be... I don't know, allies? Temporary, of course."

I smile. A real smile. "I'd like that. Thank you, San."

He raises his good eyebrow. "Um, what did you call me?"

"San!" I say. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Well--"

"Great!" I say happily. "But seriously. I promise I'll hold my ground. I won't be a burden."

His eyes soften. "I know you won't be, sweetheart. You don't have to worry about that."

"All right. Now, do you have a camp?"

"Yeah I do. It's in one of the many rooms upstairs." He turns on the staircase. "Follow me."