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Daenerys Targaryen fancasts - Anya Taylor-Joy

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He smiled at those two riding close and the sound of his brother laughing and he could just make out the smile on Morgan’s face. 

“And I will work on my father as well, I mean our families have been close why not tie those bonds a bit stronger. I want those two happy since they won’t have the responsibility of ruling a hold,” he stated then heard the musical laughter of Morgan laughing. “It would be good to have a little bit of happiness around here.”

“Happiness and an excuse to drink the night away without taking the plunge into marriage ourselves.” Domeric was not certainly not ready to commit just yet, though he knew that it was already a matter of time before his father found him a match. He liked the freedom that he had at the moment, not having a wife to attend to, as he could spend much more time riding and visiting the Karstarks. “Now, to start our plan on how to get them together.”

Lady Bolton​:

“YOU’RE JON’S STEWARD ??” jeyne asks, her voice soft; hesitant.  she lifts her eyes from the fire to watch the boy as he walks in the room.  he is pretty, she notes, i had been pretty once too.  jeyne wonders what someone like him had done to get sent to the wall, or had he volunteered to go like jon snow ??  she has kept to herself since jon had accepted her at the wall, wrapped up in her own arms and cautions.  the princess shireen had offered to play with her once, but jeyne could not contain her tears and confied herself to jon’s meager holdings mostly since.  “my father was lord stark’s steward.”

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satin does his best to not look too directly at her, not wishing to make the girl uncomfortable. from what jon had told him, the girl had just went through a living hell. he dared not ask what had caused the tears that he had seen before, when the princess had asked to play. “i am quite lucky, mi’lady. not many of the men here are too keen on me... jon gave me a chance.” he listened to her words about her father, and he wondered if the man had died like jon had said most who went south with lord stark had. he doesn’t move too swiftly as he brings the hot meal towards where she sat, not wishing to startle or upset her. “you grew up around jon, then?”

His fingers closed into a fist, crushing Sansa’s letter between them. “And she says nothing of Arya, nothing, not so much as a word. Damn her! What’s wrong with the girl?”