I woke up coughing slightly and looked up at my sister Meera, who was cradling me in her arms.
"I'm fine, Meera," I said, sitting up carefully. I was still slightly shaky and breathless. The question buzzed in my head insistently, "Meera, this year we go to pay homage to the Starks."
She didn't look surprised, but then she was used to my visions, "Why?"
"It calls to me. I can't explain."
She nodded, "I'll tell Father, you need to rest, okay?"
I nodded tiredly and, as soon as she left, drifted off into a deep dreamless sleep.
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