Here we go for the post-exchange comment fic meme. (Posted on the mod account as usual because I don't want to enable anonymous comments on the exchange comm.)
A couple of rules:
- please include the pairing/character (and maybe a short prompt/kink) in the comment title - both for prompts and for fills.
- there are both show and book fans in this
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Finally, the king spoke.
“My lady,” Stannis said carefully, every word always the most forward one possible. His fingers were curled tightly around something in his hands. “It has been a year since we wed.”
“Yes, Your Grace,” Sansa said politely. Only a year ago she had been a scorned widow, he a widower king with hundreds of women clamoring for a place beside him. For a year, that place had been hers. For a year, the king had been hers. “I know that well ( ... )
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(Just one little thing: it'd be easier on the eyes if you left a blank line between the paragraphs next time. ^^ That doesn't make this fic any less awesome, of course.)
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(ugh, LJ's awkward spacing drives me insane. will remember!)
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And Stannis even cracks a joke!! “I hope you do not presume to believe you are my mother" - oh Stannis, you are HILARIOUS.
And the parallels between Stannis and Rickon are simply heartbreaking. Two little lost boys, abandoned by their siblings, alone in a cruel world. Ugh, off to cry a million tears now...
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This was such a sweet story, and I loved how Stannis and Sansa interacted. I was surprised that Stannis picked out the gift himself, and the meaning behind it. See, Stannis, you CAN endear yourself to a beautiful woman, you just have to want to do it. I also liked your second to last line, the imagery great:
Yet as she looked, she thought of her mother and how simply she’d dressed, of the day Stannis had confessed why he put little trust in gods, how she had once worn the finest gowns in Westoros in front of a court that held no friends.
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