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    Sansa Stark is a very good girl. You could ask anyone and they’d tell you that. Except she doesn’t always feel good. Sometimes, she even feels a bit…bad. Sometimes, there’s this other girl deep down inside who likes to make an appearance.

    For instance, when her parents had mentioned that they’d be housing an exchange student from Dorne for the semester, Sansa had mostly felt a vague sense of dread at the awkwardness of having a stranger living in her older brother’s bedroom for three months.

    However, when the young man in question tentatively approaches her father who’d been holding up his welcoming sign at the airport with a courteous, “Mr. Stark? I’m Jon Targaryen,” she hadn’t anticipated being quite so gobsmacked by his raven curls or dreamy dark grey eyes.

    "It’s very nice to meet you, Jon. This is my daughter Sansa. She’s a student at Winterfell as well.”

    “It’s very nice to meet you, Sansa.”

    Except the way he says her name with his deep husky voice and that Dornish accent…

    Well, it simply wouldn’t be ladylike to repeat the way it affects her.

     

    Saan-zah.

     

    Oh my.

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