the tully that keeps on giving


“I keep remembering the Stark words. Winter has come, Father. For me. For me. Robb must fight the Greyjoys now as well as the Lannisters, and for what? For a gold hat and an iron chair? Surely the land has bled enough. I want my girls back, I want Robb to lay down his sword and pick some homely daughter of Walder Frey to make him happy and give him sons. I want Bran and Rickon back, I want …” Catelyn hung her head. “I want,” she said once more, and then her words were gone.

The Red Wedding

This is horribly rushed and I am so sorry. I might delete and re-post tomorrow.

Imagine: Stopping the Red Wedding.

Originally posted by whenimaunicorn

“Father always thought the Frey’s were cowards.” Your younger brother mumbles next to you.

You smile and drink the wine you are given. Robb Stark and his wife are standing and smiling at each—they are so deep in love. It makes you smile warmly. Lady Catelyn isn’t far and is smiling as well. She might have not agreed to this marriage and especially of someone lowborn but if this woman brings true joy to her son, she is happy.

There is a sudden lack of joyful music. You watch with keen eyes as a Frey shuts the doors and you note the look on Lady Catelyn’s face. She knows…you could see it in her eyes. Walder Frey silences the music and speaks, “Your Grace,” This old fool disgusts you. All men take their seats and only Robb stands. He stands tall and proud just like his father would. “I feel I’ve been remiss in my duties,” You watch the room with sharp senses and spot Lady Catelyn sharing a glance with the traitor Roose Bolton.

“I’ve given you meat and wine and music, but I haven’t shown you the hospitality you deserve,” You roll your eyes and see that your younger brother is bouncing his leg in impatience, “My king has married and I owe my new queen a wedding gift.”

Lady Catelyn has seen Roose Bolton’s betrayal and automatically looks at you in horror. You remain calm and stand up, “Lord Walder Frey!” Your voice is powerful and halts the massacre you once saw in a dream.

Everyone stares at you. Robb is shocked that you would interrupt, “Y/N, what are you doing?” He looks confused.

“How dare you interrupt a Lord, you cunt!” Walder Frey is sputtering like a fool as his face becomes red with fury.

You stand tall and sneer, “The only cunt here is you.”

Robb snaps your name, “Y/N!”

“I know what you plan to do, you old fool,” You spat with fury, “And I must say that I cannot let that happen,” You give out a sharp whistle and suddenly above Walder Frey, where the band once was, was replaced by your men and are holding bows and nocking arrows. The doors are broken down by your men as well. The Frey’s in the room are too stunned to move.

Roose Bolton is on his feet but your brother is quick to hit Roose with the butt of a sword. The traitor grunts and falls to the ground knocked out.

“You are a devious old man,” You say walking towards him and reach out to grab him, “Planning to murder all of the Starks for Tywin Lannister.” You growled before narrowing your eyes, “Let’s see how you feel when your family is killed, my lord.”

Your brother is gathering Talisa and Lady Catelyn as your men begin to slaughter the Frey’s who stand no chance. Arrows are let loose and hit their mark. The Lords who fight for Robb are too stunned to even make sense of what had happened.

“Bring his children in.” You command.

“Y/N, how did you know?” Robb demands as he holds onto his wife.

You stare at your old friend, “I had many dreams of this night, Robb.” It is all that you say as Walder’s daughters and sons are marched out in front of this fool. The daughters are crying and the sons are trying their best not to be afraid.

“Grab his little wife too.” You instruct.

This was an act that would taint your ledger but you would do so for Robb. This act of violence was not you…but you would kill this fucker’s children and end his bloodline today. You will root out every Frey and slaughter them because if you didn’t, they would come back with vengeance. You couldn’t afford to take chances, no, this was war.

You felt sick to your stomach. You were about to send these children to their deaths. How could you blame them for the actions of their demented old father?

The sad thing was…that you were punishing them because of who there father was and what he tried to do tonight.

Walder Frey was yelling profanities at you, “You fucking bitch!”

His men are all dead and all that was left were these bastard children. You slam his head against the wooden table and let him go. Your men grab him and make him stand. You want to be sure that he witnesses his children dying in front of him. There is a gush on his head and he groans in pain.

“Y/N, no, you cannot do this.” It is Robb who says this.

You stare at him coldly, “I can and I will.”

He stares in shock. He cannot believe that this was the girl that was afraid of horses! He could not believe that you would kill children like this. You had saved his life…his wife’s and his unborn child’s life. You had saved all their lives…he didn’t condone this but he understood why.

“Silence, Robb,” Lady Catelyn is bristling with fury, “We kill this disgusting family children, babe, and all.” She had already lost too damn much due to this war. She would be damned if she let anything else happen to her family.

“Kill them, I don’t care!” Walder Frey spat angrily, “Fucking bastards the lot of them anyway!” He fought against the solider who held him.

“As you wish.” You stated coldly, “Kill the boys.”

Your men silt the throats of the several Frey boys. You watch as their eyes widen in horror and blood taints the floor. Their sisters scream and beg for mercy as their bodies hit the ground. Walder is now singing another tone—one of mercy.

He has snot running down his face and tears as well. You feel no remorse for this man. “Kill the girls.” The words are heavy on your heart and are bitter in your mouth. The girls sob and beg but your men are quick to give them quick deaths and stab the girls in their heads.

Walder screeches in horror and crumples onto the ground.

He’s sobbing.

You stare at him without much remorse, “We’ll keep him alive so he gets to live in torment over tonight. Hopefully this will serve as a lesson to you, you fool.” You spit at him as he is taken away. The only child you did not kill was Roslin but only because she was married to Edmund Tully. It was only at the request of Edmund that wife be spared.

Robb stares at the mass of bodies in the room, “I never wanted this to happen.” He sighs.

You look at him, “Perhaps you will think twice before breaking a promise to a Lord.” You saw him flinch and he nods meekly.

Originally posted by tiiffanym

Originally posted by noizzex

anonymous asked:

I always thought, in regards to the stability of his kingdom, Robbs betrothal to Roslin Frey was, in the long run the best thing that could have happened to him. After the Tullys, the Frey probably have a good chance of being the strongest Riverlands house, and they control the border between the two parts of his kingdom, therefore tying them both together. But the impression I get is that most fans think Robb's hand was "wasted" on Roslin. Am I missing something?

Thanks for the question, Anon.

Well, to be impossibly pedantic, Robb’s betrothal was not specifically to Roslin Frey. Catelyn notes that “[h]is lordship has graciously consented to allow you to choose whichever girl you prefer”, and while Roslin was almost certainly on Lord Walder’s mental list of “suitable” Freys, she was not the only choice.

Anywho. I think the problem with Robb’s betrothal was nicely discussed by @racefortheironthrone in his Chapter-by-Chapter Analysis of “Catelyn IX”. Robb’s hand is by far the most valuable nuptial bargaining chip House Stark has at that point (particularly at this moment, when Robb is not yet Lord of Winterfell in his own right, or King in the North and of the Trident). Robb does need to cross at that moment, but Catelyn sold his hand for a cheap price - the 4,000 swords House Frey commands are far more than that which Robb got from his Westerling bride’s House, but hardly a backbreaking percentage of Robb’s eventual strength. What makes the bargain appear even worse a deal for the Starks is that, as that CBC Analysis pointed out, Walder already wanted to betroth one of his daughters to Edmure Tully - Walder in fact explicitly states that he had tried to negotiate a marriage, but that Hoster Tully had shot it down with “sweet words” and “excuses”. Catelyn did not have the express authority to make a marriage for her brother (not that that stopped her offering, without Robb’s consent, to have Robb set aside his crown in favor of a Great Council’s vote), but such a match would have been a much more reasonable exchange, keeping Robb’s valuable hand free while still giving Walder something he really wanted. 

The Queen Regent (NFriel)

King Robb: Jealousy

Imagine your husband, King Robb Stark, getting jealous and then having a rough/dominate moment with him in your bedchambers.

(I think I enjoyed writing this too much lol. To requester, I hope you like it!)

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(Warning: Smut…lots of smut…lol)

“My Queen…Your Grace….” No matter how long you went married to the King in the North and of the Trident, it was still so odd for you to have people calling you their “Queen” or any other title of royalty. You grew up as a Noble so the bowing and the curtsies were nothing new, but the added titles of “Queen of the North and Trident” “Lady of Winterfell” and whatever other name your husband’s bannermen and people decided to give you…they were all so strange no matter how many times you heard them.

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anonymous asked:

can i ask what you mean about renly's littlefinger-esque manipulativeness? i always thought renly seemed, like, averagely manipulative by kl standards. although maybe he would have grown up sneaky

Hi anon! Excellent question. I think the sizable Renly fandom has completely misread his character, especially as he compares to Stannis (a juxtaposition GRRM makes explicit, over and over again). D&D would seem to be among that fandom, given how straight they play that scene between Brienne and Pod in which Renly is eulogized as a “good man.” I literally had to pause, stand up, and walk around for a while to clear my head after that. 

Renly Baratheon was not a good man. He was callous, arrogant, dangerously superficial, and staggeringly selfish; had he taken the Iron Throne, he would’ve made a terrible king. 

Compare how Renly and Stannis react to discovering (separately, before A Game of Thrones starts) that Cersei’s children were fathered by Jaime. Both realize that going to Robert without ironclad proof would produce disastrous results; neither wants to make an enemy of Tywin without the authority of the Iron Throne behind them. 

What does Stannis do? He tells Jon Arryn, knowing that Robert will believe the man who started a rebellion rather than sacrifice him to Aerys’ madness, but also knowing that a thoroughly decent good-government type like the Hand will be able to rebuild the Robert’s Rebellion coalition around toppling the Lannisters, and keep the basic functionality and legitimacy of royal authority humming in the meantime. 

What does Renly do? He tells Mace Tyrell, an amoral power-hungry schemer (and another widely misunderstood character; he’s much cannier than he appears, and indeed uses his buffoonish reputation to his advantage), and the two of them plot to swap out corrosive Casterly Rock corruption for corrosive Highgarden corruption. When the initial plan (replace Cersei with Margaery) falls apart upon Robert’s death, Renly neatly steps into the figurehead role, and promptly declares the end of hereditary succession and the dawning of the era of pure rule by force. 

Oh, but before that, he sees an opportunity to divert Tywin’s wrath away from him and toward the Starks, encouraging Ned to cement his authority as Lord Protector by seizing Cersei and her children and holding them hostage to ensure Tywin’s compliance. We can argue whether this is a good idea (I don’t think it is), but the point is that Renly is using Ned as a shield against the Lannisters while he prepares his own coup. Littlefinger, as it happens, tries to manipulate Ned into the exact same scenario, with the stated goal of exposing Joffrey’s heritage once Stannis has been eliminated…and seating Renly on the Iron Throne. While I don’t necessarily believe Renly and Littlefinger ever joined forces (although the fact that Littlefinger so easily draws the Tyrells into both the Lannister camp and the plot to kill Joffrey following Renly’s death is certainly suggestive), it’s morally telling that they improvise near-identically in the wake of Robert’s showdown with the boar. 

Or examine their contributions to the Small Council debate over whether or not to assassinate Daenerys. Pycelle, for all his venality and corruption, frames the question in utilitarian terms, arguing that it’s better to kill Dany now than let thousands die later in Rhaego’s invasion. I can disagree vehemently with that argument (and despise the man making it) while respecting it as a serious and considered position. But Renly and Littlefinger are so fucking casual about ordering the murder of a pregnant barely-teenager who has never done them harm; Renly breezily comments it should’ve been done years ago, and Littlefinger takes the opportunity to make yet another crude sexual comment. Why would anyone trust either of these preening adolescent assholes with power?

GRRM links the two most explicitly, however, in their contempt for Shireen, ASOIAF’s purest cinnamon roll. Here’s Littlefinger:

“A trade envoy from Lys once observed to me that Lord Stannis must love his daughter very well, since he’d erected hundreds of statues of her all along the walls of Dragonstone. ‘My lord,’ I had to tell him, ‘those are gargoyles.’” He chuckled.

And here’s Renly:

“If truth be told, I ofttimes wonder how Stannis ever got that ugly daughter of his.”

She’s your niece, Renly. Fuck you.

The exact phrase I used to describe both Renly and Littlefinger was “manipulative cruelty,” with emphasis on the latter. Renly does not give a damn about his brothers, even though Robert gave him Storm’s End when he didn’t have to, even though young Stannis would rather have starved to death than let Mace turn his kid brother over to the Mad King. Renly does not give a damn about the long-term devastation his “might makes right” model of governance would unleash; as racefortheironthrone points out, if Renly’s sons and grandsons can’t muster the same near-monopoly on force, then Renly has condemned Westeros to a Hobbesian nightmare of all against all. Renly does not give a damn about anything other than the pomp, circumstance, and ego-stroking that comes with the crown. 

And neither does Littlefinger, really; he’s much shallower and more impulse-driven than his devious-chessmaster reputation would suggest. He can’t keep himself from boasting about his (half-true) sexual history with the Tully girls, nearly destroys himself by unnecessarily framing Tyrion for the second assassination attempt on Bran, only survives the Lords Declarant with a remarkably clumsy and obvious mummer’s farce involving Lyn Corbray, and doesn’t seem to realize that he’s teaching Sansa exactly how to bring him down. Basically, GRRM has to work overtime to save Littlefinger from himself. To paraphrase Tywin: anyone who has to keep declaring themselves the smartest man in the room isn’t actually the smartest man in the room. Similarly, Renly maintains the impeccable appearance of the perfect king, but with none of the substance.

GoT Re-Watch: Fine-Toothed Comb Edition

New year new season, seems appropriate. Thanks to all the people helping me out with counting errors in my post, some of which I have not yet fixed. I tend to count in troll: one, two, three, four, many, lots. Without further ado -

Episode 2.01 - The North Remembers

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cumragstoriches-deactivated2016  asked:

Is there any particular reason given for why Littlefinger is only Lord Protector of the Vale and not the lord in his own right, given that he was married to the ruling Lady of the Vale? I'd have guessed its because Lysa is a Tully and not an Arryn, but Bronn is also only Lord Protector of Stokeworth and he married a Stokeworth?

…because Littlefinger isn’t the heir to the Vale?

Jon Arryn was Lord of the Vale. His son Robert “Sweetrobin” Arryn is his heir and current Lord of the Vale. Lysa Tully Arryn was Jon Arryn’s wife and Robert’s mother. She acted as Robert’s regent and Lady of the Vale after Jon died, but she had no actual right to the seat in and of herself — her power derived through Robert only. And in AGOT you can see she has many suitors, all hoping to marry her. Not to become Lord of the Vale as that is Robert, but to become Robert’s co-guardian through her, which could also include stewardship of the Vale and the position of Lord Protector, basically ruling the Vale until Robert comes of age.

Note, if by chance Robert had died before Lysa did, then Harry Hardyng (Robert’s heir because he’s the son of Jon Arryn’s sister’s daughter and there are no living closer relatives) would have become Lord of the Vale, and Lysa would have been s.o.l. (Though as Harry is still underage, he too would have a regent, probably his guardian Anya Waynwood but possibly at least one other Vale lord as well.) Most likely Lysa would still have been charitably allowed to live in the Eyrie as Jon Arryn’s widow, but you can imagine there would have been greater murmurs of “she doesn’t belong here” and in time she might have gone back to Riverrun or who-knows-where.

But that did not happen — Petyr Baelish married Lysa, and when he killed her Lysa died, he declared himself Robert’s guardian and Lord Protector of the Vale. [edit: Some clarifcation — Lysa had indeed named him Lord Protector before she died, but the guardian issue is unclear.] As Littlefinger had no connection to Robert except through being married to Lord Jon Arryn’s widow (for only a few weeks!*), and also had a somewhat unsavory reputation / was an upjumped nobody, this caused much murmuring among the Vale lords, leading eventually to the Lords Declarant situation. Their letter spoke of “false friends and evil counselors” and a “misrule” that must be ended, and their intent was to remove Petyr from his position of Lord Protector by any means possible. Through trickery Littlefinger managed to convince them to give him a year as Robert’s guardian, and is confident he’ll be able to keep them manipulated and disorganized in the future.

*[As another what-if, if Petyr had been able to keep Lysa unjealous and alive for about 9 months or so and if she had borne his child, that child would have had no rights to the Vale whatsoever, but would have been heir to the Baelish keep on the Fingers, to Harrenhal, and distantly to Riverrun (after Edmure Tully, his unborn child, and then the Stark children). (Note Brynden Blackfish would have rights to Riverrun after that what-if child; also note this Riverrun succession list is somewhat faulty as it ignores the legal order from the Iron Throne that took Riverrun away from House Tully and gave it to Emmon Frey and Genna Lannister.)]

Re the other half of your question, Bronn is not Lord Protector of Stokeworth. (That title is not given to him anywhere in the books.) Lollys is Lady Stokeworth (since her mother and older sister are dead), and he is her husband. Bronn calls himself Lord Stokeworth, but legally he has no right to the title. (Though he does have a small army in the castle, who treat him as Lord Stokeworth, so he does have the right of occupation for as long as he can keep it.) However, Bronn is also guardian of Lollys’s bastard son Tyrion Tanner, and intends to have at least one legitimate child with her. That child would be heir to Stokeworth (surpassing the bastard T.T.), and as that child’s father, Bronn might be legally appointed Lord Protector of Stokeworth until he or she comes of age. Note, it’s possible that even before that happens, Bronn could make a legal claim to be Lord Protector of Stokeworth based on Lollys’s mental disability, but so far he seems satisfied with his, um, extra-legal claim.

So leaving Bronn aside, the actual situation closest to Petyr’s position of Lord Protector of the Vale was Tywin’s plans for Tyrion and Sansa. His intent was that Sansa would inherit Winterfell as the only known living Stark (as Theon had claimed to kill Bran and Rickon, Arya was missing-believed-dead**, and the Red Wedding was in the works so Robb was already written off), and Tyrion would quickly impregnate her. As the husband of the underage Lady Stark and the father of Ned Stark’s grandchild (slash probably the father of infant Lord/Lady Stark as the odds of Sansa dying in childbirth were quite high), Tyrion would be Lord Protector of Winterfell. Why Tywin just expected the Northmen to roll over and accept Tyrion as their leader is a question we don’t know the answer to, but probably they would have gone north with a very large army. Which does seem to have been part of the plans, considering the secondary plan that went into effect after Tyrion was arrested for Joffrey’s murder, Sansa disappeared, and the Boltons were granted Winterfell/the North and the faked Arya Stark. (**Interestingly, Roose Bolton speaks of the “found” Arya Stark even before the Red Wedding. Tywin was evidentially working on Plan B for some time, perhaps as a supplement to his plans for Tyrion and Sansa.)

Anyway, to sum up: in Westeros, Lord Protector is a title often given to a regent for a lord or lady who has not yet come of age. (As one more example, Ned Stark would have been Lord Protector of Westeros, acting as regent for Joffrey, if not for Cersei’s coup.) A Lord (or Lady) in their own right is the title given to the heir to a seat, once they take up their inheritance. And in cases where a woman is the heir and has inherited as ruling lady in her own right, her husband (if she has one) is her consort with no particular title unless she gives him one (e.g. Lady Rhea Royce and her husband Prince Daemon Targaryen); though he might become Lord Protector for her heir, especially if she dies before they come of age.

edit: some clarification on the exact definition of Lord Protector.

I think the reason that Jon and Sansa were the first Starks to reunite

is that they are the least certain, most tenuous pairing of Stark siblings.

Jon was Robb’s best friend.  Jon and Arya obviously had a little Mutual Admiration Society of their own (the scene of gifting Needle and “stick ’em with the pointy end” and the massive goodbye hug between them is, in retrospect, one of the most poignant of the first season).  Jon and Bran clearly loved each other (Jon stood right by Bran when Ned decapitated the AWOL Night’s Watchman and gave Bran instructions about how to comport himself in such a situation, and Jon’s last act before leaving Winterfell was saying goodbye to a comatose Bran).  I’m sure if Rickon and Jon would have reunited, Rickon would have jumped for joy and followed Jon anywhere, ready to do anything that Jon decided they should do.

But Sansa made fun of Jon, ignored Jon, “was horrible” to him (by her own admission).  Sansa followed Catelyn’s lead in her treatment of Jon as lesser, as not-a-Stark.  Jon and Sansa probably didn’t speak much to each other when they were children, and so they know the least about each other today.

So that makes the dramatic tension of the present situation much higher than it would have been if Jon had reunited with Arya, with Bran, with Rickon.  If it had been Jon plus any one of those three, both siblings would have been overjoyed, confident in the other, assured of their loyalty, pretty certain of their roles, ready and eager to work together in every respect.

Jon and Sansa both want that, too.  They want to be Starks together, they want to work well together, they want to have one another’s backs.  BUT they just don’t know each other well enough to know what the other’s moves will be, what they will say that might offend the other.  They don’t yet know what to tell each other and what to hide.  When to agree and go along to get along, and when to stand up for what they individually want and think is right.  They barely even know how to give each other gifts, how to give each other compliments.

Their uncertainty about each other explains Sansa’s keeping Littlefinger a secret, and it also explains her trying to make a show of establishing Jon as Ned’s son (verbally, in the “Small Council” meeting, and then with her gift of the cloak).  It explains the looks of doubt Jon threw at Sansa during the meeting – was Sansa belittling him by saying she had the Stark name even if Jon didn’t?  How did she get the intel about Blackfish Tully?  There are many things unsaid between them – how do you say, “I really accept you as my father’s son, and will never again hold your bastardy against you, even though I did our entire childhoods?” or “What are you thinking?  How do you know what you know?  How do you really think of me?  Can you truly accept me or am I a means to an end for you or do you just not care that much about me?” – and many things unknown.

I think the show is giving us the one Stark combo that isn’t a sure thing.  That’s good for drama and suspense.  I just hope that doesn’t spell yet more disaster for the Starks.

(I actually predict that Littlefinger will *believe* that Sansa will betray Jon in some key way, or undermine him or shunt him aside, but that at the moment of decision, Sansa will take Jon’s side and support him all the way.  Not sure what will be at stake, but I think that is when we will know that Jon and Sansa have a true and solid sibling bond.  And we won’t know – because *they* won’t know – until that point.)

Underwater Operations
  • Midas:
  • Even under the water I could not transform my tail so I was still hobbling around. Given it was much easier to do so in water. It was still a awkward sensation to not have it out fully semurged My neck gills flickered back and forth feeling discentered forming bubbles every so often.
  • We had found the Demonium's new underwater lab and were seeing what they have come up with for ..whatever Izza's spawn were. They could not be studied outside the water or they mutate..a disgusting fact we all saw.
  • I see the tanks, different climates were added to them..holographicly to see how they adapt and mutate. ..there was one filled with snow.... milk... even a 'space' tank. They transformed into other creatures where they were in and kept mutating. The one in the space grid was the was like a small little planet...
  • The Tully working on that one turns it off as it grows to bug for the tank and it starts to 'change' back to the default lobster like state... floating on its back with a 'dead' look.
  • (Tully 1): "When you kill them this mechanism kicks in, self replicating and cloning of itself. These things dont even get the old souls drawn into them ..foreign object, a true virus."
  • "Its best keep them in the water..."
  • I stated very deadend at the thought of giving all this up..well Its not like I earned it. I was just abducted due to my genes and given this role, but I had thought it was my destiny like Francis had his..but maybe we both really had nothing and it was all just Xern mindgames. I try not to think so negatively but with my legs back it brought up oh so many years of my dull painful childhood with my disability again and I really rather be dead then have to relive it 10 times worst now as a old man.
  • (Tully 2): "We wont be bringing these samples home no, they will be disintegrated but the research will go on till we can learn more.."
  • "What about the..burns from them?"
  • I ask trying not to sound desperate.
  • (Tully 1): "Denim and our brothers and sisters still suffer despite our attempts to understand..BUT they have suffered though it and manged to experiment on Milo...his ..rapid reproduction ..messs of genetics will help us learn how to combat this perhaps?"
  • (Tully 3): "We have new worries...Droplet has been bred."
  • "Shes dead!" I gasp horrified.
  • (Tully 2): "We respect Droplet and all her family gave to Atlantis you know that Midas but I tell you this it is better if she had died..she birthed so many monsters..with such higher races then these things we experiment on now..those will not be so mindless..yet they are still soulless..the offspring is already breeding as we speak..your kind will be a minority in a month's time.."
  • "Jezebel went to the nest!"
  • I panic and they all stare with that same deaden sense of disinterest that seemed to almost acuse you in away.
  • I turn back out though the wall that -phases- into a more nicer waiting room where I left the children.
  • (Poseidon): "What did the healers have to say??"
  • He asks simply having no clue of how complex it all really is.
  • "I dont think your mother's eggs can be saved..but she has powers now so we'll see."
  • I try to be sympathetic but it was oh so hard, I use the wall to limp my way into a steel chair getting the shakes from the reality of the situation. Outside the 'cloaked' window of this sea cave lab, I watch the green swampy water and moss outside sickened
  • *hears children chattering around*
  • (Calderon): "Umm Auntie Halie..I cant find Millie..ANYWHERE ;( "Did we leave her in Eden??"
Jonsa Week Day 1 Entry: Children

Description: Sansa does best to memorize her daughters face. She may never see it again.


He was as vigorous as he was terrifying. Sansa had never sought to draw forth the dragon, that had never been her intention, but she supposes this was a long time coming. And now, with her child’s birthright swinging in the air, Sansa worries for her dear girl.

For this ‘heir’ is not that of Aegon’s seed, but that of his half-brother’s. Jon…The name still haunts her now. After everything they have been through, to be caught like this? Or almost. Varys whispers evil little things.

Tormenting a King who has fallen ill- or so one might call love. A weakness, really, as Sansa has been told before. Only love your children, a woman, a lioness had told her once, for they are the only sacrifice worth paying heed.

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So I prayed to all seven gods, let the boy live. Let him live and I’ll love him. I’ll be a mother to him. I’ll beg my husband to give him a true name, to call him Stark and be done with it, to make him one of us. And he lived. And he lived. And I couldn’t keep my promise. And everything that’s happened since then… all this horror that’s come to my family… it’s all because I couldn’t love a motherless child.