What Is The Meaning Of This?

“What is the meaning of this?” 

The Imp’s voice cracked like a whip, and suddenly Sansa was free. She stumbled to her knees, arms crossed over her chest, her breath ragged. “Is this your notion of chivalry, Ser Boros?” Tyrion Lannister demanded angrily. “What sort of knight beats helpless maids?”

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“I often sent away her maid so I could brush her hair myself. She had auburn hair, lighter than mine, and so thick and soft… the red in it would catch the light of the torches and shine like copper.”

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Arya would have given anything for a cup of milk and a lemon cake, but the brown wasn’t so bad.

All that Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.

“Lemon cakes are my favorite,” Sansa admitted.

Stability. Safety. Comfort. Home. Let them have it. 

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The snow drifted down and down, all in ghostly silence, and lay thick and unbroken on the ground. It was a place of whites and blacks and greys. White towers and white snow and white statues, black shadows and black trees, the dark grey sky above. A pure world, Sansa thought. I do not belong here. Yet she stepped out all the same.

↳ Histories & Lore: “Northern Allegiances to House Stark” 

(art by Elia Fernandez)