Ygritte was much in his thoughts as well. He remembered the smell of her hair, the warmth of her body… and the look on her face as she slit the old man’s throat. You were wrong to love her, a voice whispered. You were wrong to leave her, a different voice insisted.
Get to Know Me Meme: [6/20] Favorite Characters: Ygritte The gods made the earth for all men t’ share. Only when the kings come with their crowns and steel swords, they claimed it was all theirs. “My trees,” they said, “you can’t eat them apples. My stream, you can’t fish here. My wood, you’re not t’ hunt. My earth, my water, my castle, my daughter, keep your hands away or I’ll chop ‘em off, but maybe if you kneel t’ me I’ll let you have a sniff.” You call us thieves, but at least a thief has t’ be brave and clever and quick. A kneeler only has t’ kneel.
She pushed him back against the trunk of a tree and kissed him, full on the lips right there in the midst of the ragged column. Jon heard Grigg the Goat urging her on. Someone else laughed. He kissed her back despite all that. When they finally broke apart, Ygritte was flushed. “You’re mine,” she whispered. “Mine, as I’m yours. And if we die, we die. All men must die, Jon Snow. But first we’ll live.”