ungentle: (always shining always glowing)
ᴅᴀᴇɴᴇʀʏs ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ ([personal profile] ungentle) wrote in [community profile] theatrum 2013-10-30 02:58 am (UTC)

[[Psssst, you tagged the other thread with a different account journal, just in case you'd want to know]]

"I wish that for you, too," she said softly. "I..." I think you deserve at least that much, maybe, though she was finding it getting stuck in her throat. Or I'd stay back with you even if it is damnably cold, or something like.

She went pink, like she did most times she got called "princess" (not that it wasn't based in fact, but then it wasn't strictly true anymore, either). Sweet, decent Jon; she couldn't be sure in what way he meant what he told her, but because he was one of the few, if not the only full stop, who could understand her fully most of the time, she knew he meant it at least sincerely.

"Thank you," she repeated, and propriety be damned she scooted closer and hid her face against his shoulder like a child before she added in a rush, "They might dress me up and -- and parade me, but it wouldn't be me, it would be what someone else wanted." She'd been remarkably safe from being used as too much of a political pawn at Winterfell, sheltered from the machinations of King's Landing, but she could only imagine it.

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