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    "I am the queen of spades, I am the wasp that stings, I am the dark serpent. I am the invulnerable animal who passes through fire and is not burned." - Elena Ferrante, The Days of Abandonment

    Rhaella thinks perhaps the gods, any gods, have heard her prayers, when Aerys vomits up blood in bed. (Aerys dies before the 'trial' of Rickard and Brandon Stark can commence. In King's Landing, Rhaella at last finds her footing. On Dragonstone, Elia makes her preparations. And in the Tower of Joy, Lyanna comes to a series of cold realizations).

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    11 Jul 2025

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    "All our silence could not excuse/Disappoint or further prove/Anything other than what we already know." - MS MR, 'All the Things Lost'.

    “Who did you promise?” she asks him, tearful with alarm and terror.

    He gives an odd sort of little half smile, then rasps, “Lyanna. I always kept my promises. She would have been so angry with me… otherwise. I had to help her. It was the only way.”

    “What was the only way?” Catelyn feels cold sweat dripping down her back, feels slightly feverish herself. “What do you mean, Ned? Did Lyanna ask you to do something?”

    “Keep him away… from Robert,” he whispers. “To protect him.”

    (Mortally wounded during the Greyjoy Rebellion, a delirious Ned makes a deathbed confession to Catelyn, leaving her to pick up the pieces of both her life and Jon Snow's.)

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    08 Jul 2025

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    "Mother said at birth, 'Boy, you better only take what you can hold.'/So I stood there in the sun, only minutes young/With love and mercy all around/And that's where we began." - Cotton Jones, 'Only Minutes Young'.

    Sansa looks like a princess from a story; Tommen just gapes at the sight of her. Her ivory gown seems to glow through the light of those crystal windows he always found so pretty, and she’s wearing a grown woman’s skirts and bodice, not a little girl’s. Suddenly he feels even more a baby, cheeks stained apple red, averting his gaze in near shame until Mother jerks sharply on his arm and forces him to look back up again, at the waiting crowd filling the pews of the sept. The only thing that makes him feel any better is that her cloak seems just as big on her as his does on him. As though they were just playing a game. Cella and him used to dress up and play games, although they never pretended to be husband and wife. But maybe if he can pretend it is not real, and just a fancy, he will feel better.

    (In which Sansa is wed to Tommen, not Tyrion).

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    08 Jul 2025

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    “Punching Phil will not endear you to Mrs. Rushland,” I warned.

    Clint frowned. “Are you sure? Because I feel like he’d look better with a couple of black eyes.”

    In which men are men, spies are spies, and the path of true love would run smoother if one of them was a 1.6 oz dimpled white ball, and the other one wasn't dead.

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    02 Oct 2024

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    27 Jun 2024