Sansa is your sister. You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you.
“When Sansa turned, the little man was gazing up at her, his mouth tight, his face as red as her cloak. Suddenly she was ashamed of her stubbornness. She smoothed her skirts and knelt in front of him, so their heads were on the same level.”
No, she doesn’t kneel right away; yes, it’s important that she doesn’t, and it’s highly problematic that the show changed it. But stop screaming that “Sansa Stark doesn’t kneel for anyone,” guys. She doesn’t kneel for House Lannister; she does kneel for Tyrion, if only out of pity.
The whole kneeling thing is about the oppression that both of them face, although in different ways. Remember what Sansa thinks when she refuses to kneel? “Why should I care about his feelings, when no one cares about mine?” And then everyone is laughing at Tyrion. Because haha the dwarf can’t reach his bride’s shoulders, in this wedding that he didn’t choose, that neither of them chose. And then Sansa realizes that no one thought to bring Tyrion a stool. Because even the Lannisters don’t care about Tyrion. Because this wedding isn’t about Tyrion, it’s about politics. No one cares about Sansa’s humiliation, or about Tyrion’s. In fact they’re more than willing to laugh at them. That’s why she kneels in the book, and it doesn’t make her initial refusal less powerful, but it does say something about Sansa’s ability to have compassion for someone even though she has it worse. She doesn’t kneel because she owes Tyrion anything. She kneels because this isn’t right for either of them.
I’m gonna need you all to take a few seconds to consider something really important.
Back in book two when Sansa got her first period she described it as her body betraying her and she described the blood as looking like a Lannister banner. You know why? Because getting her…
The ceremony passed as in a dream. Sansa did all that was required of her. There were prayers and vows and singing, and tall candles burning, a hundred dancing lights that the tears in her eyes transformed into a thousand. Thankfully no one seemed to notice that she was crying as she stood there, wrapped in her father’s colors; or if they did, they pretended not to. In what seemed no time at all, they came to the changing of the cloaks.
#i’m fascinated by the way they do sansa’s makeup #the last time her eyes were red like this was at the end of season 1 when (in the book) she’d been crying all night #so she was clearly crying all night about the wedding #and I’m not okay????
and they run away to highgarden where they braid each other’s hair and eat lemon cakes and thrive in the matriarchy and nothing bad happens to them ever again the end ♥♥♥ [prints at society6]