[ She isn't sure she wants that, either. She did, back when the world felt a lot simpler, when her happy ending was striking all the names off her list and returning to Winterfell to live with her siblings and hoping the rest of the world would leave her alone. But as much as home calls to her - or at least the memory of it, for as far as she knows Winterfell is lost to the Boltons - the talents she's learned call in equal measure, knowing how they'll languish if she were simply to leave them to rust after she'd finished what she started. What Flagg is offering isn't merely a trick to help her kill Cersei, she realises, it's the next step down the road of training her in the art of death, a road she started down all the way back in Kings Landing and one that she aches to continue down, as if massacring the entirety of House Frey over dinner weren't proof enough of that. ]
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Can you really teach me? Would you?