Two hours, many candles, and a few bottles of wine later, Sansa had to admit, this was better than any DVD marathon. She was actually having a real conversation with Arya.
Did you see the light in my heart?
Did you see the sweat on my brow?
Did you see the fear in my heart?
Did you see me bleeding out?
"Alpha Beta! Delta Upsilon! Phi Beta Kappa! Delta Theta!"
"Wait- What was that one?" Theta had asked.
"Theta," the college boy said, and his companions all repeated it. They were loud with a contagious drunken happiness.
"Theta," she’d said, liking the feel of it in her tongue. "Theta it is."
She insisted on Knight for her last name. It made her feel strong and bold. A name of armor. For she would defend herself in this new life.
"To Miss Theta Knight," the boys toasted, and theta drank to her new name.