Anya looked away. Damn him for asking that. Of all the questions he could ask, he asked that one. She looked back at him. This was Dad. She couldn't lie to Dad. Well, she could, she just didn't want to. Anya had never lied to her father in her life and the second she did, the bond and trust between them would be weakened.
"Look, Mom's going to kill me dead dead for telling you because she's worried about you, but there's been some problems. Namely a bastard Stark showing up."
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