Reuniting with her brother was everything she had wanted and more. For the first time since she saw her father's head get brutally chopped off with his sword, she felt safe. She still had this inner worry she and her brother would also meet their end tragically just like the rest of their family. But just as her thoughts started going to dark places, an angry shriek woke her up from her stupor. All three hatchlings had climbed on top of her covers and were looking at her intently. Her brother was a capable commander and leader of men, and he had dragons. She had no idea how fast dragons grew, but the days of their enemies were numbered. Sansa could see it now: Jon would take care of the foes in the open, and she would take care of those in the dark.