#so whooops

[sasquach-scratches]

*screeching*

[theunburntsilverqueen-blog]

Stay calm? Was that some sick joke, my love? Her words sent a rage so fierce burning through his veins, consuming him entirely in its unyielding fire. Nobody should ever have been allowed to get close enough to even think about harming her. He should have been there to protect her, or equally another member of the Kingsguard. “Who?” He ground out in a strained tone, teeth and fists alike clenching uncomfortably as his body tensed preparing to spring like the preying lion he was. Whoever it had been would be wishing they had not been born before they had thought to harm the one who’s life he held above that of even himself. The protective streak in him would not easily be stayed. “What did he do to you?” Emeralds, clouded by fury as they were, cautiously and slowly surveyed her for signs of obvious damage. 

Daenerys had been powdering the bruises when Sansa had caught her, covering them from view. "I'm fine, I'm Jaime look at me. I didn't even need to see a maester, it is just a couple bruises." Reaching forward she took of his hands in hers. His body was tense, she wished she knew how to calm him down. "The Mountain." she whispered, he would find out sooner or later. The kingsguard would all learn sooner or later. "I don't think he even realized who I was, I was just trying to get the poor kitchen girl away from him, and he was angry - " She had heard the rumors of Gregor Clegane, she could believe everyone. It could have indeed been worse. "Ser Gerold was there, he was in between us quick enough."