Title: what you got, it's not enough
Fandom: ASOIAF
Characters/Pairing: Robb Stark, Jeyne Westerling {Robb/Jeyne}
Warning: Spoilers for A Storm of Swords
He used to think he wanted to be good, he wanted to be kind, he wanted to be brave and wise, but it was all pretty difficult.
He wanted to be loved, too, if he could fit it in. - F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is The Night
There’s something deep about her eyes. Big and brown and deep and he wants to lose himself in them.
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It presses down on his brow, heavy and cold. He feels it when it’s there and feels it when it isn’t and he wants to rip it off, metal and skin and hair and all but he can’t.
The King in the North cannot falter, no matter how much he might want to hide himself away, somewhere they can never find him.
“Your Grace.”
The dream of running through the woods is shattered and the crown rests heavy again.
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There’s an earthy scent to her hair. He doesn’t understand why he thinks of it when the arrow pierces his chest.
In the darkness, the blood was almost brown.