Varys- You've taken an interest in Sansa Stark. Olenna- Have I? Because I spoke to her once in this garden and one of your little spies came running to tell you? Why shouldn't I take an interest? She's an interesting girl. Varys- Is she? Olenna- No. Not particularly, but she's had an interesting childhood. Varys- She has, sadly...You're not the only one who has taken an interest in her. Olenna- That's not surprising. She's a beautiful girl with a famous name. Varys- Indeed. She'd make a lovely match for the right suitor. Olenna- I almost feel as if you are about to arrive at the point. Varys- Littlefinger is not long for the Capital. A confidante has told me that when he goes, Sansa Stark goes with him. Olenna- And why have you come to me with this matter? Varys- Littlefinger was born with no lands, no wealth, no armies. He has aquired the first two. How long before he has the army? Perhaps you'll laugh, but I know him better than most and this is the truth: Littlefinger is one of the most dangerous men in Westeros. If Robb Stark falls, Sansa Stark is the key to the North. Olenna- And if Littlefinger marries her, he'll have the key in his pocket. Varys- Which seems such a shame. Why should a man with such a low reputation steal away such a lovely bride? Olenna- You must despise him. You're working so hard to undermine him. Varys- Actually I rather enjoy him, but he would see this country burn if he could be King of the Ashes.
