( Sansa turns away from him and goes to find a dress. So many of hers are too small and too short for her, ill-fitting because she's a traitor now and cannot afford new dresses. She hasn't the time to make one, either, so she ends up borrowing a dress from one of Margaery's ladies in waiting. She hasn't ever dressed in the brief style of the Reach before but Sandor's cloak will be on her before the night's out.

The wedding itself is brief, only the septon and a few witnesses. Sansa exchanges her vows softly and when Sandor sets the cloak on her shoulders, she notes it's his white Kingsguard one because no one could find a Clegane cloak this quickly.

Joffrey wants a bedding and Sansa promises a bloody sheet instead. She assures everyone she's not ridden a horse terribly often and that she'll bleed. It seems to satisfy Cersei and Tywin, at least, even if the King is still petulant.

They've been given a larger room after their marriage, near to the Tower of the Hand, and it's dominated by a large bed. There's a flagon of wine on a small table but Sansa doesn't touch it, instead working on the delicate buttons of her dress. )

I'm not used to these dresses. I borrowed it from Margaery Tyrell and they dress so differently in the Reach. Would you help me, husband?