Once again, Sansa was the second choice. She never came first. Anger and resentment bubbled in her gut again. She took deep breaths, trying to calm herself and think. She managed to put on an unreadable expression. Yes, she came second, but in truth, her previous obligation to Renly had been completely cleared. Brienne's fealty was now hers and hers alone. She couldn't afford to send someone as capable as Brienne away when they had enemies in every direction. She was still feeling furious deep inside, but she knew she couldn't afford to make stupid mistakes.