#knowswheretoputit

[adamantislupa]

+1 little word

knowswheretoputit

“Jon? I didn’t have anywhere to go. My -- Our home is full of traitors.”

[worshipsonlydeath]

knowswheretoputit made himself known

“Why do I have to marry some stupid lord or someone to be powerful? I can be powerful without marrying someone stupid... I just need to learn how to fight properly.”

[ladybastardofcasterlyrock]

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“I don’t see why you need to ask permission to tell a joke?”

[crxstallizes]

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http://elegantarendellen.tumblr.com/post/95524505923/winter-comes-to-winterfell-elsa-and-jon

[musenssang]

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"Jon Snow?" Her question weren't for him, though the fact they were alone made it seem like it. she had a dream - a vision, following her guts had stranded here, at the wall.. " you can't be serious." 

[crxstallizes]

Winter Comes to Winterfell || Elsa and Jon

It had felt as though the journey took forever. The distance between the Northern sea port of Arendelle to the frigid inland where Winterfell made it's mark in Westeros seemed to be so far apart. Elsa had no idea how her father made the trip seem as though it took him a few weeks instead of a full blown month. Still the time had come and in the distance Elsa spotted the holdings that belonged to the Warden of the North, Eddard Stark. Winterfell was grand, not like any of the Southern palaces and holdings she'd been told of, but she'd never seen anything like it. The small castle in Arendelle didn't seem to compare to the dark towering stones that lay ahead. 

"We're almost to Winterfell milady." said the elderly woman who had been riding next to the eldest daughter of the House Drif. The young girl looked at the old woman who was her Septa before turning her attention back to Winterfell. "It's larger than you described Brunhilde." she said, as a little awe coated her tone. The old woman let out a small chuckle as she shook her head.

"Well, it's often better to see things in person than to hear stories all day." said an older gentleman came forth with his horse. Crystal blue eyes turned their attention to the man. "Well, I have traveling limitations...I can't see the world like you have." she said with a raised brow as a smirk tugged on soft reddish lips.

"Before we proceed.", Brunhilde began, placing herself back into the conversation, before the captain of Elsa's guards could speak. "Make sure your gloves are on tight, remember what your parents said." she said in a  grave tone and the young woman nodded her head slightly, acknowledging the advice as she looked down at her gloved hands. 

She released the reins of her horse so she could adjust the blue silk that covered her hands making sure her fingers were nice and snug inside. This was a big risk. A risk she shouldn't have had to take, but she had no choice in the matter. When her father fell ill, there was no one left to represent her house. Her mother and her younger sister, Anna had been off to the capital visiting relatives, and so the responsibility of delivering vital news rested upon Elsa's shoulders. 

Her mouth felt dry, and her stomach felt as though there were a nest of wasps inside, however she did her best to maintain her composure. She kept reciting the little mantra in her mind: don't feel, don't feel, don't feel. She couldn't afford to make any mistakes, one slip up and she could get herself and her family in trouble. "Let's not keep our hosts waiting." she finally said before grabbing the reins once more and nudging her horse onward with a soft kick of her heels into the beast's sides. The horse moved onward, and her traveling party followed....

As they drew closer to the large complex it seemed to only grow, which left the girl somewhat intimidated. This was only for a few days, she reminded herself. "Just do what you have to do and be done with it." she mumbled to herself under her breath. 

Then something caught her eye....

As she looked to the gates she could see a lone figure standing and it intrigued her. Was this the person who was to greet them? They were too far for her to make out any details, and part of her prayed that it wasn't the Lord of Wintefell himself. 

[ofmorgana]

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Morgana had been traveling with Robert to Winterfell, her true intentions to be to see if she could seek out allegiance with the women of the land. She masked it with her genuine interest in meeting the ruling family, telling the Baratheon that a three way alliance was to be granted. As they rode up into the opening gates, Morgana caught sight of the Stark boys, an eyebrow raised at them with a curious gaze.

[rpicongallery]

I have two requests (if I may!). The first is simply icons of Kit Harington from Pompeii and the second is Kristen Steward from Snow White and the Huntsman. Thank you in advance :)

Suuuuure :)    ~Red

Edit: On the Kit side of things we do have a post here for icons and we also have some gifs of him that are scheduled as well. :)

Another Edit: Theres ben a second request for her in snow white and the huntsman by thundersxdaughter so make sure you tag them too