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Me trying to scroll past @hutchj's Scandal posts. LMAO!

[frontpagewoman]

Me trying to scroll past @hutchj's Scandal posts. LMAO!

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hutchj reblogged your post:Where Sally come from? She just really came out...

It makes sense to me. You know disgraced Republicans always be popping up with a TV show or on a news network. ��

Haha true but still we haven’t seen her in a while lol 

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Is Winter's Fury posted somewhere? I would love to read it. I've never even put those two together, but your story has really intrigued me.

Hiya! Actually, Winter’s Fury is currently being chipped away at slowly because I am a very slow writer. >_< But I will post it the moment I finish editing the first chapter! :D Thank you so much for the interest and I can’t wait to pique that interest even more for this awesome pair.

As a thank you for your inquiry, here’s a small teaser from the prologue. Enjoy!: 

“Are you well, my lady?”

She tried cover the shiver that ran up her spine at the voice that pulled her from her reverie by adjusting the heavy fur cloak around her shoulders. She looked over to see her betrothed watching her with genuine concern. “I am, your grace.”

Robb narrowed his intense blue eyes, as though he was searching for the truth of her state in the contours of her face but must have forgotten that she had spent her childhood in King’s Landing and then in Dorne after that; she had learned from the experts on how to school her face to express nothing but a placid complacency and it wasn’t until Grey Wind whined up at his master that he broke his gaze.

Clearing his throat, Robb spoke as if his words were heavy on his tongue, “If we are to make this work, my lady, I would hope that if we had nothing else to build our marriage on, we could be at least honest with one another.”

Myrcella considered his words before replying, “Honesty travels both ways, your grace.”

Robb snorted, “Have I slighted you in some way, my lady?”

The hood of her cloak fell back to reveal the jagged scar that stretched across the right side of her face when Myrcella shook her head. “No, your grace, not at all.”

“And yet, despite your polite words, I can hear the lie in your tone.”

Myrcella lifted a delicate eyebrow at his accusation and reiterated, “Rest assured, your grace, I am well and will be even more so the moment we arrive indoors.” She said truthfully.  

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hutchj reblogged your post: Does anyone here have a credit card?

If you have no credit at all, I would steer clear of AMEX, Citi, and probably Discover. They require great to excellent...

That does narrow it down a bit. Nothing is set in stone, I don't wanna be like everyone else and have a crazy debt from credit cards. Thank you, though!