[she smiles faintly, laughs a little at adaine's threat to littlefinger, and then frowns a bit.]

That is why I stayed with him in the Vale.

[one of the reasons. she doesn't know how to explain or even want to tell adaine how powerless she was. what else could she have done? convinced mya stone to ride off with her on stolen mules? and where could they possibly have gone? by the time she knew what lysa arryn was, she was alone on a mountain in the snow.]

But what I mean to say is any idiot from the Seven Kingdoms might turn up on that beach thinking he could bring my head back to the Queen Regent, somehow. [she pauses.] Cersei Lannister of Casterly Rock. Her horrible son was called Joffrey Baratheon, the first of his name, though he had no right to it and might be called Joffrey Waters, otherwise.

I could tell you all the names I know of the people who want me dead, and some stupid cutpurse from King's Landing who knows the name Sansa Stark and the color of my hair might think he can claim a bounty on a world he has no way of returning to and kill me anyway.

[at least she'd just go back to the sea. she sighs.]

I don't suppose you have any pictures of the people hunting you? I've been learning to be ravens, and I could at least watch for them.