Game of Thrones, Season 5

[Sansa is standing before the tomb of her aunt Lyanna in the Stark family crypt at Winterfell.]

Petyr Baelish:
I thought I might find you here. Your aunt Lyanna.

Sansa Stark:
Father never talked about her. But sometimes I'd find him down here lighting the candles. He'd say she was beautiful.

Petyr Baelish:
I saw her once. I was a boy living with your mother's family. Lord Whent had a great tourney at Harrenhall. Everyone was there. The Mad King, your father, Robert Baratheon. And Lyanna...she was already promised to Robert. You can imagine what it was like for me, a boy from nowhere with nothing to his name, watching these legendary men tilting at the lists. The last two riders were Barristan Selmy and Rhaegar Targaryen. When Rhaegar won, everyone cheered for their prince. I remember the girls laughing when he took off his helmet and saw that silver hair. How handsome he was. Until he rode right past his wife Elia Martell, and all the smiles died. I had never seen so many people so quiet. He rode past his wife and he lay a crown of winter roses in Lyanna's lap. Blue with frost. How many tens of thousands had to die because Rhaegar chose your aunt?

Sansa Stark:
Yes he chose her. And then he kidnapped her and raped her.

Petyr Baelish:
Come. Let's speak somewhere the dead can't hear us.