"Everyone bickers in a kingdom, Daemon. You might as well get used to it now or you will continue to be frustrated," she says, giving him a little smile. "Your advisors know that well, though, and will be a great help. Still, this is a land that used to be ruled by many petty kings and has always had a great sense of identity in each region. It's hard to broker peace."

Sansa reaches between them and brushes the back of her hand against his cheek. "You'll do all right, I promise. The people do like you. You're different from most kings and I think the people are appreciative. We've had some bad ones in recent history and they are ready for change."