#ser-brienneoftarth

[damnedance]

stubborn || cont. from here w/ @ser-brienneoftarth: Brienne stood there with her hands on her hips. "How exactly are you trying to help?" She asked. Hearing his next comment, she could only imagine what idea was going through his head. "Oh. What would that idea be? Because I am sure no one but me would have the best idea what I need."

the wilding ginger fella with the beard smirked, chuckling at her defensiveness - stopping on his tracks and raising his hands up in mock surrender, holding her gaze. she was a bit taller, but he was boarder and in a way he did find it interesting to find a woman like here here on the south of the wall; she would be highly chased after if she had been born in the other side of the wall.

as it is, however, he doesn't say so - she's defensive enough already, so he decides not to mention it. instea, he motions at her fancy armour. he likes it, makes her look dangerous and important, but in the north it was not the best wear.

"its the armour, y'know, that's freezing you up like two blocks of ice in your chest." tormund replies, a grin on his face - clearly happy she replied to him with actual words and not just a scowl; far better than his first try... "we free folk don't walk around here with these not cos we can't smith, but cos it's impossible in this cold - even the crows are smart enough to wear leather."

"chill, woman! it's not a trap!" he retorted as he stepped closer once again and seeing how she reacted. "since you're taking first watch, here--take my furs." tormund removed his heavy furs and placed them on brienne's shoulders unceremoniously, as if he had done so many times before and it wasnt the first time they shared more than a few words. "tis a cold night here in the wall."

[shireentheunburnt]

Meeting a Knight

Shireen sat in the small chamber she called her own with a book on the elements before her. Of course, there was one in particular that held her interest after everything that had happened. She turned the page and was met with a large illustration of fire, bright and colourful and... almost beautiful. Perhaps, it was how the red woman had viewed it.

How Shireen could never see it again.

Apparently, the knight whom had executed her father would be visiting... 

A woman, a strong and honourable lady.

The girl would go and meet with her, speak with her... Tell her she understood.

Closing the book firmly, Shireen stood and slipped out of the room and down the steps, keeping to the darkness. It was more of a comfort than the light, as often as not. Coming to the end of the flight of stairs, the princess headed out into the open building towards the entrance area. Tentatively, she looked around side of the archway, wanting to see what Ser Brienne was like...  

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[mxnofhonour]

Little Lion II Jaime & Brienne

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Tiny fingers pull at his hair and Jaime lets out a groan in his sleep, swatting away the intrusion and rolling over closer to his wife. However, it is mere moments before the space that had been between them is occupied and Jaime finally opens his eyes.

"Good morning, little lion," Jaime sighs. "I believe we established that this is mama's and papa's bed, did we not?"

The boy squeals in delight, launching himself into Jaime's arms.

Arthur was four moons past his second nameday and Jaime was still unaccustomed to the chaos that was raising a child. The boy was like a package of boundless energy and often times, Jaime was asleep with his son on his chest when Brienne returned from her queensguard duties.

In the past few weeks, Arthur had learned the trick of climbing from his crib. It was a rarity now to wake up without the boy nestled somewhere between them.

"Why is it you always go straight for me, hm?" Jaime asks, nudging him towards Brienne. "Go on. Something tells me mama would love your kisses this morning."

[ladyxredxwolf-a]

@ser-brienneoftarth sent  “Twins run in families, so that’s something to be aware of.”

Sansa looked up at her guard, a small confused look appeared on her face. It was an odd thing to say, especially seeing as it had been some time since Sansa had actually laid with anyone. Of course Sansa had been talking about if she found any man attractive and if she wished to marry once more, but what she’d said had thrown Sansa off. She found herself wondering if this was being said because of some other reason. Biting down on her lip, she looked at the tall blonde knight beside her and smiled. “Brienne, is here something you need to tell me?” She questioned gently. 

[thelonewendwater]

@ser-brienneoftarth | continued from ask

The anniversary of Mariela's mother's death was coming up and it was always as hard to deal with since it happened. She looked down and then back at the woman sat beside her. "It's hard to re live what happened. It may have been illness that took her but it is still painful to think and talk about."

[lionxqueen]

| Starter for @ser-brienneoftarth |

Cersei walked down the gardens, her red like blood dress flowing around her frame peacefully. It had been days only since Jamie had come back - wounded, beaten and broken, and to what was worst- not quite as hers as she would have liked. The Queen could, would, forgive a lot, but not someone shifting Jamie’s loyalty. The have always been together, and this new development would simply not do. Her emerald eyes spotted that giant of a woman at the far end of the gardens, and she approached. 

“Lady Brienne, a lovely day, is it not?” Cersei was nothing short of masterful at manipulation, and every pleasantry she offered was always thought through, with a purpose behind it. “I am surprised to still see you in the Capital. Your littel quest has not come to fruition, hence I don’t see why you would insist on staying in King’s Landing.”

[ladyxredxwolf-a]

@ser-brienneoftarth​ continued from x

Sansa looked at Brienne, a look of worry was clear on her face as she she looked at one of her most trusted companions. Stepping into the room, she closed the door behind her and watched the lady lay back down in her bed. “Well in the meantime someone needs to look after you.” She said moving over and touching her head to see if she was hot. “I got you some soup and lots of water as well.” She said with a gentle smile. “I’m also going to have the Maester come check on you.”

[mxnofhonour]

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He’d never known aches like the ones that plague his body now. They’d been walking for hours and, after having spent the best part of the past year seated in the same position covered in his own shit, his body is certainly complaining now. And, to add insult to injury, he is being forced to make the journey to King’s Landing on foot, accompanied by the most hideous thing he has ever had the misfortune to encounter.

“It is a wonder no one has mistaken you for one of the giants they speak of from beyond the wall,” he taunts her as he trails behind her. “Unless someone has…in which case I hope you’ll forgive me for my lack of originality…”