[old nan had made sure the stark children knew any dances lady catelyn wouldn't, but this was a bit lively for the steady, heavy-cloaked people of the north. she grins and holds out her hand.]
Walk me through it, please.
[she adjusts her posture to match his, quite clearly getting into the spirit of the dance.]
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Walk me through it, please.
[she adjusts her posture to match his, quite clearly getting into the spirit of the dance.]