The Hound & Sansa by Arantza Sestayo (deviantart) for the 20th Anniversary Illustrated Edition of A Game of Thrones, to be released on October 18, 2016 (via Vanity Fair)

The outer parapet came up to her chin, but along the inner edge of the walk was nothing, nothing but a long plunge to the bailey seventy or eighty feet below. All it would take was a shove, she told herself. He was standing right there, right there, smirking at her with those fat wormlips. You could do it, she told herself. You could. Do it right now. It wouldn’t even matter if she went over with him. It wouldn’t matter at all. 

“Here, girl.” Sandor Clegane knelt before her, between her and Joffrey. With a delicacy surprising in such a big man, he dabbed at the blood welling from her broken lip. The moment was gone. Sansa lowered her eyes. 

“Thank you,” she said when he was done. She was a good girl, and always remembered her courtesies.

–Sansa VI, A Game of Thrones