#rcgued

[mvndrvke]

@rcgued : please don't take that tone with me.

Marin huffs, shaking her head before she looks away from Daemon. "Then don't insult Lord Gerold," she replies. "He's been good to me, no matter how he feels about you. I'm lucky to have him, and proud to carry his name. I would've been proud to carry yours if you'd given it to me."

[roseguided-arch]

𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑, 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒. for such a long time their family had been beaten down, separated, killed off. they were strongest together & those who are left have returned home--never again, she vowed silently to herself, will they break them apart. sansa, arya, bran, & jon all need to have one another's back. they need to be one united pack. blue eyes, with their sorrowful depths, focus on her younger sisters features as if she may never see her again . . it's the way sansa has looked at all of them since rickon. silently, overcome with a feeling in her gut, sansa moves forward on crunching snow to wrap arms around arya. cheek remains pressed to the side of her head.

@rcgued said, " WE HAVE TO PROTECT EACH OTHER. DIDN'T WE ALL SWEAR WE WOULD ? "

a moment passes, sansa pushing out a sigh from her chest into fine smoke from lips. ❛ & we will. no one will ever part us again. none of us. you believe me, don't you ? ❜ pulling back, gloved hands now settle on her sisters shoulders. head of red hair give a silent, assuring nod. ❛ we are home now, arya. those of us who are left. we work together, we stand together as one. me, you, jon, & bran--together. ❜

[astormofsilk]

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜ (rhaegar to lyanna) asked by @rcgued

Lyanna huffed as she caught her breath, still feeling her heart race from entering the tourney as a mystery knight. When the Prince chased after her she was certain she would be hauled in front of his father, instead he pulled her helm off and spoke to her.

"I do believe your father isn't scared of you." Her smile was bright as she looked over his shoulder, wondering if they were going to be followed.

[astormofsilk]

[ 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 ] (daemon to alys!) asked by @rcgued

Dragon fire burned hotter and brighter than any she had seen. Daemon had used his dragon to light a pyre for dead that had floated to them from the river,and they were stood together watching the pile burn.

In the flames she viewed the world as it was to become, hints at the paths they would both take. Tilting her head she viewed paths the reasons they were on these roads. Reaching a hand to the flames she paused just as the flames liked the tips.

"It is so painful isn't it? All of the love and attention that was heaped onto your brother and niece, and it seems none of it was left for you."

[astormofsilk]

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜ (jon to ygritte) asked by @rcgued

"Then kill me." Ygritte said, pressing herself to him, putting his hand to her throat. "You have your hands, sword and arrows." She smirked as she did so, tilting her head to give him more space to her neck.

The two of them were separated from the other free folk, if he wanted to he could kill her and run. "But know that the same is for you, I'm the only one allowed to kill you."

[prodigum]

@rcgued : "how long has it been since you've slept?" / jaime & brienne

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 over the horizon and brienne finds herself awake still. she has her eyes closed in a futile attempt to fall asleep , but at least she's resting them. it's been like this since she started travelling with jaime — too much fear in the veins to get any real rest. the value of her mission to get her captive to the destination is too great to squander. she would not let her lady down , not even at the forfeiture of sleep.

upon hearing his voice , she remains still. considers keeping up the farce but perhaps he really has seen through her. brienne opens one to peek at him — he's still bound and where she left him last time she checked. she closes her eye again. ❝ how long since you woke me , you mean to ask? ❞ a few brief moments pass and it's clear her body is aching for the day. she sighs and opens her eyes. looks at him. ❝ i did doze off twice last night. might have got a good hour. ❞ she looks around cautiously as ever. stretches her arms out before her first and then her legs. lifts her back up from where she had been leaning against a tree trunk all night , opting to sleep in a sitting position should the need to rise quickly come up. ❝ don't get any ideas , kingslayer. i do not need sleep to perform my duties nor to beat you in a fight. ❞

[mvndrvke]

@rcgued : you're safe, no one will find you.

"Don't lie to me," Rickon says, voice strained. They've been apart for a long time, certainly, but Rickon still knows his brother. It's been the two of them so long, always Bran and Rickon. Mischief incarnate racing around Winterfell as children. They're older now, they're so different, but Bran is still his brother. "I can tell when you're lying."

[mvndrvke]

@rcgued gets a starter they didn't ask for!

Gerold had returned from the princess' wedding in absolutely foul spirits. It was no shock to Marin that things didn't go like he'd wanted. They had no proof, so of course the crown wasn't going to punish him. No matter how much all of them suspected.

Daemon arriving in Runestone was met with mixed reactions. Marin is mostly surprised he's actually shown up, while House Royce seems generally displeased. Lady Arryn is sending someone to help settle things, but unsurprisingly, a dragon is faster than a horse, even if the distance isn't as far to travel. But now Daemon has arrived, and Marin has been watching him intently since Caraxes flew over Runestone.

She doesn't care that Daemon's here. She doesn't.

Marin sits on the front steps out to the courtyard, watching Caraxes with interest while he waits for his rider to return. She's not scared the dragon will eat her, which seems to be the general consensus about what'll happen if anyone is anywhere near the blood wyrm.

She hears steps behind her, and glances back to see Daemon standing there. She's not sure how long he's been there. She looks back at Caraxes. "Everyone thinks you did it, you know," she says. "Uncle Gerold's had to be talked out of dueling you several times." He'd lose, and then where would they all be?