Jaime: there’s the stubborn stupid wench that I remember
Jaime: Brienne of Tarth, yeah yeah yeah. I have a gift for you!
Jaime: it’s a sword, it’s no big deal
Brienne: omg is this Valyrian steel???
Jaime: yeah it was like, Ned’s big fancy sword or whatever, honestly it’s chill
Jaime: yeah that one. I thought it’d be like, super cute and poetic if you found his kids and protected them with his sword, you know? But I mean, a sword has to have a name, right?
Jaime: yeah silly! What if we call it Oathkeeper? You know, just for fun?
Brienne: oh like to symbolize how you’re changing and growing into the honorable man you always wanted to be? That is so nice!
Jaime: NO ... I just thought it sounded badass
Brienne: *raises one eyebrow*
Jaime: ok well good talk, oh also I got you a VERY pretty horse, she’s like, almost as pretty as you. And gold, lots of gold
Jaime: like I asked myself ‘is this too much gold?’ But then I was like, ‘omg but what if she gets in trouble?! She’s gotta have enough gold to get what she needs at all times’. So yeah, don’t need to worry about gold
Jaime: sorry you have GOT to leave now, or I’ll start crying all over your new sword
Jaime: or your new dress. Which is like, incredible by the way
Brienne: thaaaaaanks....... you were the one who sent Septa Donyse to me to make it, I thought
Jaime: oops guilty! Ok seriously GO! Ride safe!
