A Storm of Swords – The Littlefinger

A Storm of Swords – The Littlefinger

Sansa and Littlefinger arrive at his, ahem, estate. It’s a tiny little keep on the peninsula that gave Lord Baelish his unfortunate nickname.

I like how this turned out. It’s as if Sansa has just sailed into an Edward Gorey illustration.

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“A little wine will be good for that. We’ll get you a cup, as soon as we’re ashore.” Petyr pointed to where an old flint tower stood outlined against a bleak grey sky, the breakers crashing on the rocks beneath it. “Cheerful, is it not? I fear there’s no safe anchorage here. We’ll put ashore in a boat.”
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