She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams.
Sansa takes back her home and claims Winterfell as her seat, the North as her realm, and snow and ice as her sword and shield. She is a Stark, and a Queen of Winter. She watches the wolves come home, learns to laugh and smile and rule… and dream of spring.