We'd fought side by side for so long that standing shoulder to shoulder on the battlefield now felt like second nature.
"Don't go getting lost in your little world. You're not the only elite students heading back to that continent, you know. This'll be my third time there, for your information."
With a playful smile, Sansa wedged herself into the conversation, Clinging tightly to my left shoulder.
She was seated on my left, of course.
Snow Lionheart fell silent.
I saw him try to speak, But his words died the moment his eyes caught sight of the dark horns crowning Sansa's head.
Among all those present, I was probably the only one who treated her like a normal person.
"You could've stayed home if returning to that continent scared you so much."
I threw a teasing remark her way,
And as if she had been expecting it, she answered without missing a beat.
"Home is wherever you are, Frey."
"You really are carefree, aren't you?"
