AND IT WAS THE DOGS THAT SCARED HER OFF. IN AN UN-FLAMING DUNGEON. WITH MOST OF HER OWN MINI-ARMY INTACT.
Why was Yara not named a coward? I don’t know? I HAVE NO IDEA. MAYBE IT’S A FUCKING DOUBLE STANDARD.
(It’s worth noting ASHA GREYJOY in the books never failed at saving Theon from Ramsay, albeit she never tried to do so and was never attacked by Euron but that’s because in the books she and her brother both are Stannis’s prisoners. Actually as characters Asha and Yara have very little in common outside of being the “badass daughters” of Balon Greyjoy of which Asha is much more badass.)
“You’re a very brave girl. You know that, don’t
i. something tipped me over, someone knocked me down,
emptied out my inside, poured it on the ground ii. two worlds collide around her, the truth lies deep
inside her iii. after me comes the flood iv. i can turn it on, be a good machine, i can hold the
weight of worlds if that’s what you need v. soldier, keep on marchin’ on, head down til the work
is done vi. i’m brave, i can save the very small vii. i would like to find a place where the blood in my
mouth could evaporate, where my soul could just rest from all this weight viii. with the wild wolves around you ix. it’s a special death you saved for me, the brown eyed
daughter x. who cares if i’m coming back alive? so what? ‘least i
have the strength to fight xi. i’ve had just enough time xii. who’s there to save the girl after she saves the
You felt as though some strange sense of déjà vu had passed over you. Sitting on the low end of the garden wall was your father and there you were, standing at the door. You hadn’t seen him since the wedding, despite keeping in touch with Grace. It was she who wrote you letters daily and first brought Charlie round to meet you.
During the funeral you stayed with your brother wandering the unfamiliar house and looking at all the portraits hung up. There were pictures in Charlie’s room of your father’s family and you felt as if you were trespassing just looking at them. This, the house, the Shelby name, the business, it would be Charlie’s legacy. He would be the golden child and your father would provide for him what he had never been able to provide for you.
After passing Charlie off to a maid who insisted she take the boy you headed downstairs and out the back doors, surprised to find your father having a cigarette away from all his family.