Tyrion dressed himself in darkness, listening to his wife's soft breathing from the bed they shared. She dreams, he thought, when Sansa murmured something softly -- a name, perhaps, though it was too faint to say -- and turned onto her side. As man and wife they shared a marriage bed, but that was all. Even her tears she hoards to herself.

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