thetruekhaleesi
Class: Queen
Dean's kind of miffed because no one had said time-traveling was going to be involved. he's been yanked around so many times in the past two days he barely knows where to locate his dick, much less locate a woman who's supposed to have ɗɼคﻭѻกร as pets. he feels a bit jipped. of course, no one had told him she was supposed to look twelve either. ' locate the queen, ' the archangels had assumed, because apparently they hadn't realized that the GoT books were fictional. so not only is Dean in the middle of buttfuck nowhere, he's also trapped within the pages of one of the books Sam loved most. ten bucks says Sam feels even more jipped about this. ❝Uh.❞ he's half-certain his head is going to be cut off, because he's definitely sure he's not supposed to be standing this close to her.
