Dear Jon,

I write you this letter, because I need to tell you something. You're are probably sleeping with that dragon lady at the time you read this, but that's okay. I didn't want to tell you this over a text message, because words can not describe how happy and relieved I am.

I just gave the order to Arya to kill lord Baelish. Gosh, it was so satisfying. Really, It was even better than killing Ramsay, although his death is certainly in my top five greatest things that ever happened on this unholy earth.

I hope you don't mind me killing people on your property, totally forgetting that you're the king and doing things without your permission, but this had to be done. I just felt like killing him that day and it worked out perfectly fine. You should have seen his face when everyone in that room turned against him. Even that shithead Bran played along. Don't worry, he still didn't move a single muscle in his face, so you didn't miss anything really. Gosh, he became so weird and creepy, but we'll deal with him later. I am just kidding, I love him.

Back to the topic. Lord Baelish was not happy at all when I charged him with murder and treason. Yes, that's right. I just dug up some old events from the past and made him pay for it while I could have done that ages ago. I am awesome.

He was even crying! Can you believe it? I didn't even know he could do that, make water come from his eyes.

It was such a sight, Jon.

You didn't miss much here at Winterfell. I only discovered that Arya is a ruthless killer who likes to wear the faces of the people she killed and that Bran suddenly knows about who you really are. You're a Targarenyen, or something. I couldn't quite catch it. It's not important. And the most important thing is that everyone here now hates you because you bent the knee to the dragon lady. Not that I blame you, she is pretty hot, but the rest does blame you.

So, once you return, you're screwed :). Also, people named me the lady of Winterfell, sooo... I guess that means I am in charge now. Maybe it's better if you would just stay wherever you are. I can handle things here. You saw that with how I just randomly killed my creepy advisor.

We shan't miss him.

Yours Truly,

Sansa Stark, lady of Winterfell and no longer controlled by Petyr Baelish, because he is dead. (I put an end to it ;))