"He's to marry Arya Stark. My little sister."
"Your sister," Iron Emmett said, "how old is ..."
By now she'd be eleven, Jon thought. Still a child. "I have no sister. Only brothers. Only you." Lady Catelyn would have rejoiced to hear those words, he knew. That did not make them easier to say. His fingers closed around the parchment. Would that they could crush Ramsay Bolton's throat as easily.
- A Dance with Dragons, Jon VI
Can we have a sibling reunion soon, please? Pleeeease?