Sansa knew why he asked, and she hesitated for a moment, then spoke, even and quiet. "This place will not let you kill him," she said carefully. "If that is your intention. If not- He is..." And then something changed in her eyes, a hardening. "Tyrion Lannister is a monster."

It was somehow shaming, to tell him that she had been married to him; that Sansa Stark had been married to a man who was not a man. "He is a dwarf, and he has blond hair. His nose is half gone from a blow in battle." She looked up at Klaus. 'What do you intend?"