Sansa couldn’t help herself then and began to laugh. “You look funny upside down, Mama,” he added and began to giggle. “Everyone goes upside down and side to side,” he said. Sansa sighed, trying to sound put upon, though a smile curled the very edges of her mouth. “Robb says he likes being carried like this,” reported Theon, solemnly. The small boy, all bright blue eyes and dark red curls, shook his head so vigorously that he actually began to swing back and forth like a small pendulum. “Mama says I shouldn’t carry you like this.

Then Theon flipped Robb over, so he hung upside down in the air, Theon holding him up by his feet. Theon grabbed the small feet that dangled in front of him and using his arm to support the weight, slung Robb off his shoulder and around in front of him. Theon made a face as he looked at his shoulder, over which he was carrying Robb as if he was a sack of flour. “Well,” she added, leaning back in her chair, “obviously that is the way you carry children. “That isn’t the way you carry children, Theon,” Sansa replied. “What?” Theon asked, innocently, as Sansa raised an eyebrow at him. It took her a few seconds to work out why he looked so odd, but when she did, she shook her head and sighed. Sansa looked up from the Winterfell accounts which littered the table in front of her and smiled and then frowned at her husband as he came through the door.

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