"Just once I'd like to have a nameday where there's no weird shit going on," Arya said, kicking one heel into the snow, watching as Nymeria circled around them, sniffing at the unfamiliar buildings.

"It probably would help to know the shortcuts in case all these ghosts start trying to kill us," she added, thinking it through, craning around to try and spot one of the strange, half-seen citizens of this city.