These are the tiniest mouthfuls of fic--bites from an AU meme I did on tumblr. Some of them, I might expand someday; others, I might not.
(See the end of the work for notes.)
“All this,” Myreen, a frown creasing her smooth white forehead, whispered to Alys, “so that Ser Nick might win the throne?”
“Oh, yes.” Alys beamed at her and lifted a discreet hand to gesture to the knight in question, in conversation on the other side of the hall. “My lord husband is among his closest advisors, and he says all this is quite necessary.”
I like coming up with stupid ASOIAF-ized spellings for names, what can I say. Originally posted here.
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