Sansa Appreciation Week: [Day 3] Favorite Season/Book → A Storm of Swords ∟ She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams.
Bucky and Bruce never had mutual respect for each other, that was before headlines accusing iron man and captain America of being the “super couple of the century”. Those two smashed through every sign and destroyed every news stand.
If I must trade our four Lannisters for their two Starks, I will call that a bargain and thank the gods. I want you safe, Robb, ruling at Winterfell from your father’s seat. I want you to live your life, to kiss a girl and wed a woman and father a son. I want to write an end to this. I want to go home, my lords, and weep for my husband.