—— 𝓽hank you, lucerys. my size is intimidating .ᐣ

—— 𝓲 am. and you .ᐣ how is your morning going .ᐣ

—— 𝔂ou are welcome.

—— 𝓰ood morrow, my queen.

—— 𝓬ute.

anger. maybe frustration. never understood why aethelstan was so sensitive to words; maybe that was why he considered him weak. doubted there was any wolf’s blood running through that his veins. —— 𝓬ome on, kid. calm down. you’re in no condition to mess with me right now.

—— 𝔂ou do well, sweet prince.

—— 𝓰ood secrets.

—— 𝔂ou’re beginning to flatter me, lucerys. you’ll see what the north is like. cold bit into their cheeks and turned the tip of their noses red, but hardly seemed to notice. the lord held out a gloved hand and watched as a snowflake melted

—— always a crybaby.

—— 𝓲 withdraw what i said, now you look like a savage.

—— 𝔂ou may ask for whatever you need .͟.͟.͟ we shall ensure that you have every comfort. white wind cuts through their bodies. upon the snow, the terrible, impenetrable solitude seems to vanish in the dragon’s warm fire.

—— 𝔂ou’re a bastard. you can’t expect to be treated the same as everyone else.͟.͟.͟ if that were the case, everyone would have to be treated that way, and you’re no exception. you’ve had plenty of privileges, yet you bite the hand that feeds you. you will always be 𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚠. for all.

—— 𝔀hat news do you bring, my prince .ᐣ

—— 𝓪re you ready to experience the finest flavour .ᐣ beverage is contained within a wooden glass, and is a sparkling, honey-coloured liquid with a bitter taste. lord of the north curls the corners of his mouth into a smile. —— 𝔀e invite you to try it.

—— a 𝓫eer .ᐣ

—— 𝒏othing. just pointed out how strange it is: what you call freedom—is it really that .ᐣ you’re fooling yourself. i’m not a monster; if you’re happy, good for you. when will they stop calling you a 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅 .ᐣ

—— 𝒊t’s never too early for murder.

—— 𝒊s there anything i can do to please you, 𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒔 .ᐣ i shall have them bring you something warmer. you’ve arrived in the middle of a cold spell.

—— good morrow.

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—— 𝓽hat’s true. you look like a free man, and nothing seems sadder than that. the best of them all .ᐣ are you looking for me to congratulate you .ᐣ someone else will take his place.

—— 𝓶y prince, i still can’t get used to you being here.

—— 𝓲f you’re still thinking about it, there are plenty of vacancies. stink of dragon and incense—at least you don’t stink of poo anymore. i’ve got a boy for the stable, though he’s not exactly…͟ great in his work.

—— 𝓱ope this doesn't upset you too much. there are worse days ahead. as always, nothing has changed, 𝓬ousin…͟ no one has cleaned the stables yet.

—— 𝔀hat cheer with you .ᐣ

tears in her eyes did not go unnoticed—moistened lenses that remain out of his reach. —— 𝔀hat is troubling you? sitting on the stone bench, lord offers her his company silent.

—— your lord wishes you a good day.

footsteps lead him to tears, lamentations hidden among the leaves that mimic fire. white wind combs through the calm of the place. —— may i .ᐣ

Sansa Stark • #GameOfThrones • Very AU • Seeking SL and Banter • Crossovers Welcome • Mature Contet 21+

⠀ ݁‿ four men in uniform to carry ᴴᴼᴹᴱ my 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫 . 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰 .ᐣ 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝓅𝔯͟𝔦͟𝔫͟𝔠͟𝔢͟. 🜲 . ⠀⠀⠀ ︐⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ◜⟣𓂃 𝓣𝙷𝙸𝓢 𝐕𝓘𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝓛𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝓐𝓢𝐇𝐄𝓢 ‧ ✧ ◞ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⓘ ——— 𝓜𝐔𝐒𝐄 . ⠀ ⠀ ⠀