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My Heart in Ink

Summary:

Young Sansa Stark begins writing to her older brother's friend Jon after he moves to Dorne to practice her cursive and cheer him up. Over the course of the years, the two unlikely pen pals bond over their adolescent hurts and develop feelings for one another beyond friendship.

When I think about the number of hours we've spent together compared with the number hours we've been apart, it's funny really. That the person who means the most to me in all the world is one I've not spent more than four weeks at a time with since we were just children who barely spoke. How'd you do that? How'd my pen pal become my soul mate? 

Notes:

This is written as a series of letters and it's a bit of an experiment for me. Hopefully, you won't all hate it! There are time skips even during chapters but I think readers can follow it easily enough.

I've not set a date on this but assume it's historical enough for cell phones and the internet to be fledgling or nonexistent and for calling long distance to be a big deal but modern enough that the post runs efficiently.

 

Since there can never be enough love being spread around, I'm gifting this to six lovelies-

SainTalia, Katharine, Gabriela & Semperlitluv, thank you for all your kind words!

Thank you, Lisa, my eternal partner in fangirling, for the lovely poster and your unwavering support. "Til the end of the line, pal."

And Amy, thank you for reading so many drafts of this (LOL!). You've been so welcoming and kind ever since I first dipped my toe in this fandom over three years ago but I was feeling pretty discouraged several months ago and you've been such a dear brightening my days with your messages, keeping me motivated and sharing your wonderful stories with us all. Thank you :)

Chapter 1: Correspondences

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

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Dear Jon,

 

This is Sansa Stark. Mother says written correspondence is a good way to practice my cursive writing as well as cheer a person up so I am writing. Are you sad and in need of cheering? I hope not.

Correspondence is a big word and I had to look it up in the dictionary (which is also a big word.) Mother says this is a good way to practice my vocabulary (another one!) and grammar, too.

How are you? What is Dorne like? Do you like your new house? Have you made many friends? Is your father being nice?

Robb is still very glum over you moving away. Arya is, too. She would’ve written but she’s only seven and she says writing is boring.

I thought I might tell you about Ghost if you don’t mind. I know you must miss him as much as he misses you but he is doing well here with our dogs. Lady sleeps by his side every night which is funny since I don’t remember those two ever playing together when you would bring him over. I’ll send you a picture of him if you want.

Everyone is well here. School is good but I’m still trying to get my gold star stickers for mastering 9, 11 and 12 on my multiplication tables even though I’m supposed to have them memorized by now. I hope you like your new school.

That’s all I can think of to say today and this was a lot to write. I hope my letter could bring some cheer and that my cursive was legible (not a big word but a tricky one to spell.)

 

Love,

 

Sansa

 

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Dear Sansa,

 

Thank you for writing. It was nice of you and Mum said I should reply.

Please send the picture of Ghost. Don’t put ribbons on him. I’m glad Ghost and Lady are friends. Tell everyone hello from me.

I don’t really like it here. It’s very hot all the time. The house is bigger than our old one but it feels too big some days. School is okay. I’ve made two friends but they’re not Robb. My dad works a lot and he travels too which is better than before.

I’m sure you’ll get your gold star stickers soon. You’re a very good student and your cursive is already neater than mine. Mum found a sheet of dog stickers in some of our old stuff when she was unpacking. I don’t want them but thought you might like them.

 

Jon

 

P.S. You can write again if you want to practice your cursive some more.

 

 


 

 

Dear Jon,

 

Today, I had my piano recital and it was amazing and awful at the same time. The older girls played difficult pieces that were beautiful but also sad. I couldn’t enjoy their music though because I was so nervous waiting for my turn. My teacher went by last names and that meant I was nearly last!  It was the first time I’d had to perform in front of so many people and not just my family. I felt sick at my stomach and was afraid I’d throw up. Arya said she’d laugh if I did which wasn’t very nice of her.

When it was my turn, I thought of you and what it must’ve been like moving and starting a new school and then trying out for your school’s football team when everyone else there had known each other for ages and I decided I could be brave like you.

Dad said I played brilliantly and I was so relieved when it was done. I only had to fudge my way through one difficult passage. No one seemed to notice as they all clapped.

We had grilled chicken, roasted potatoes and green salad after the recital that my instructor had prepared for everyone. It was like a fancy party with all of us dressed up and the sept was still covered in flowers from Maiden’s Day. Best of all, there were lemon cakes and I must’ve eaten a dozen being so happy that my ordeal was over. (Please, don’t tell Arya but I did throw up later from all the lemon cakes. Only a little though.)

Lady and Ghost are doing well and I can’t believe it’s been nearly a year since you left. I’ll be going to the same school as Robb next year. I wish you would be there, too. I hope you are well and will write when you can.

 

Love,

 

Sansa

 

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Dear Sansa,

 

I’m happy your recital went well. I figured it would since you’re always practicing. Maybe I’ll hear you play someday.  I'm sorry you got sick after but I'm sure the lemon cakes were hard to resist.  

Our team had its first match and I scored the winning goal!  I hadn’t expected to since I usually play back but the opportunity was there and I took it. 

My mother was cheering so loud that I was embarrassed by it but at least my teammates were cheering, too.  My father missed it but I don’t 

Mum took me for ice cream after. I told her I’m not a little kid but ice cream is ice cream, right?

Tell Robb about me scoring. Does he still play? Hug Ghost for me.

 

Jon

 

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Dear Jon,

 

I knew you would score!  I wish I could've watched your match.   Robb still plays but he says you were always better than him. I’m not sure if I was supposed to repeat that so please don’t say it to him.

I’ve enclosed a cassette Mother made from my piano recital. Please, don’t feel like you have to listen unless you want to.

All our pictures of you are from when you were little. Could you send me one?

 

Love,

 

Sansa

 

**

 

Dear Sansa,

 

You play really well. Mum said she hopes you stick with the piano because you’re very talented.  Do you ever think about what you'd like to be when you grow up?  I know grownups always ask that stuff but do you really?  I want to play football but I'm not good enough to play professionally.  Would you play the piano if you could?  Whatever I do, I don't think I want to do it here in Dorne.  I'd like to live in the North again someday.  I'd like to do something where I can help people and I don't have to travel so much and I wouldn't drink all the

I’ve enclosed a picture of me like you asked. It’s just one of the team ones we took. I don’t like our uniforms but we’re supposed to get black ones next year. Don’t laugh at my braces Can I have one of you all of you?

 

Jon

 

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Dear Jon,

 

I can't say I've thought too hard about what I want to be.  Mother says piano is a lovely hobby but I don't know what I'd do with it for a job unless I taught piano like Mrs. Mordane.  I’d like to see lots of places someday but I do love home.  Maybe I'd like to help people, too.  

I like the picture of you.  You're cuter than I Thank you for sending it.  I hope you like the pictures I've enclosed.  I couldn't choose just one so I sent one of all of us and one of me with Lady and Ghost.  I must've put the heart sticker on the back of it by mistake.

 

Love,

 

Sansa

 

 

 


 

Notes:

Before anyone thinks I've started a new WIP, this is 90% done and I'll update each day so it should be complete by Monday.