Petyr Baelish: (after Joffrey Baratheon had chosen Margaery Tyrell over Sansa Stark) My Lady. My sincerest condolences.
Sansa Stark: They're right, I'm not good enough for him.
Petyr Baelish: You shouldn't say that. You'll be good enough for many things. He'll still enjoy beating you, and, now that you're a woman, he'll be able to enjoy you in other ways as well.
Sansa Stark: But if he's not marrying me...
Petyr Baelish: He'll let you go home? Joffrey's not the sort of boy who gives away his toys. You have a tender heart, just like your mother did at your age. I can see so much of her in you. She was like a sister to me. For her sake, I'll help get you home.
Sansa Stark: King's Landing is my home now.
Petyr Baelish: Look around you. We're all liars here, and every one of us is better than you.
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