Newstar, on 26 January 2013 - 03:24 PM, said:
I think we might see a bit of a reversal of this in the future, though. Arya is being sent to Izembaro and will require a "pretty face." It's a bit of a stretch, but maybe she'll be trained in ladylike arts and graces (and, this time around, will prove a more diligent and capable student). As for Sansa, she's been stuck in one courtly setting after another, but in the future, she could wind up "roughing it," especially if she spends any amount of time traipsing around the North and dealing with wildlings and such. If she's ever going to be Queen in the North material, the pampered, refined southron lady shtick has to go.
I'd love to see an scene that plays like this:
(Insert a random Frey, Bolton, Lannister, or Baelish) finished telling Harrold Aryn his tale of dangerous journey across the mountain while Maester Colemon tended to his wounds. Snow filled the night. To his left, a door opened, letting the cold outside air enter the hall. He saw a slim and gorgeous lady dressed in white and black furs entering the room, a purple hairnet adorning her red hair and a silver goblet in her.
Her eyes, blue as winter a night, fixed upon him and cold fury was drawn in every line of her young face "(random Frey, Bolton, Lannister, or Baelish)" she said "you have (insert long list of crimes committed against the North and the Riverlands). Drink"
(random bad guy) looked at her with an uneasy feeling in his throat, and shook his head. In front of him, Lord Aryn watched with surprise and, just maybe, a hint of fear.
"Drink. The Lady of the Vale commands it" said the woman
Seeing how Lord Aryn didn't unauthorized this lady (random bad guy) had no choice but to drink from the cup. As the liquid descended upon his stomach, he felt his throat contracting. He grabbed it with his hands, he pointed at his back, requesting someone to hit him to expel whatever was obstructing his breathing, but none came. He coughed. It was to no avail. As his vision begun to blur and he felt from the chair, he could only fixate in the woman over him
"For your crimes, I, Sansa Stark, first of her name, Queen in the North, Lady of the First Men and Protector of the Realm, sentence you to death"
It won't happen, though.