oh, how the words BURN ;  the girl might as well have put a
flame to her FLESH. she flinches as if she had. the treatment
of ned stark’s daughter & ward had been HORRIFIC, even
though she found it hard to admit. eddard had been a traitor,
YES, had threatened the lives of her CHILDREN and the claims
of her GRANDCHILDREN, but neither of those girls deserved this.
                                    not even a little. 

yet, there’s nothing she could possibly do to change anything.
these are not HER decisions to make. 

     and there is not anything she can possibly say to change this
     girl’s mind. to her, she is simply another LION, teeth hidden
     only until she smells BLOOD. 

she can not bear to look at her any longer. not when she reminds
her so much of herself from an age past, an age when she, too,
was forced to stay in king’s landing, living constantly under the
LUSTFUL, GREEDY gaze of a king she could never love. 

   emeralds tear away from the sight before her, and she turns down
   the corridor with no sound at all.