Devotion (гет)

Arya and Brienne both would murder her if they knew Sansa was outside the walls of Winterfell without guard, much less after dark. Beasts, man and animal alike, roam the land, emboldened by the fading light and warmth: summer is long dead and buried under ice.
It is quite foolish indeed, but Sansa’s need for peace outweighs her caution. Besides, she knows she won’t be alone. She never is; not anymore.