So long as she could kill with a whisper, Arya need not be afraid of anyone . . . but once she used up the last death, she would only be a mouse again.

“Have a care how you speak to me, Imp. Doubtless he meant to sound threatening, …”

“Then armor yourself in faith, by all means, but wear a suit of mail and plate a…”

“A small victory, he thought, but sweet.”

“In the closeness of the passage, the queen could smell the other woman's perfum…”