𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙮.

I’m done serving.

[𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙮. @stagblooded]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧, 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐧.

— 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜’𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙.

[𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙮. @stagblooded]

@SongOfHome « would change my life; experiencing the winter. I was right, I guess. Just not how I thought I’d be.”

[𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙮. @stagblooded]

@SongOfHome « never told him that story again.

“Before I came North with Jon, I’d never seen snow before.” Gendry breathed in the biting winter air, the ghost of a smile passing over his lips. One minute there, then it was gone. “I used to think that »

[𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙮. @stagblooded]

@SongOfHome « flesh grey and loose, eyes bluer than any sky Gendry had ever seen. A part of him had been glad when Jon had sent him to Eastwatch to deliver the raven to Daenerys Targaryen; he’d wanted to get as far away from those...Things as possible.

[𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙮. @stagblooded]

@SongOfHome « to come.

He wondered what would happen to Lady Sansa.

“Have you seen one?” Gendry blurted, biting down on the inside of his cheek after the words had passed his lips. He was referring to the wights—rotting bodies standing upright, their »

[𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙮. @stagblooded]

@SongOfHome « Sansa was far less so.

[𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙮. @stagblooded]

@SongOfHome « that was to come as he was, and had had the same idea of coming up here for the calm of sharp, clear air, but he wasn’t well-versed in speaking to highborn women. Arya had been easy to talk to, but he could sense from her demeanor that Lady »