“I freed Jaime for Sansa’s sake … and Arya’s, if she still lives. You know that. But if I nurtured some hope of buying peace as well, was that so ill?” “Yes,” he said. “The Lannisters killed my father.” “Do you think I have forgotten that?” “I don’t know. Have you?” Catelyn had never struck her children in anger, but she almost struck Robb then.
