the gods have fashioned us for love, a book of doomed lovers
pt ii. jon snow and ygritte.
Brienne’s story is an adaptation of a traditionally male narrative, one that usually sidelines or victimises female characters. She swears fealty to a woman, as male knights swear to their liege lord, because she respects that woman’s strength, her bravery and her kindness. She goes on a quest to save the beautiful maiden, but not to marry her or benefit from the quest in any way, but to return her to her mother. Because she cares for Catelyn, and because it is the right thing to do. It is a story of a woman, rescuing a woman, for the sake of another woman. It is a rare story where the mother, the young girl and the shieldmaiden are all given equal weight and worth. Brienne, despite taking on many stereotypically male traits, is not “one of the boys” or in any way dismissive of her gender as a group. She does not fit into the role that society has assigned for her, but she does not disparage those who do. She uses her strength and her skill to respect and help other women in ways that most men in Westeros would never even think to attempt, because she understands, more than any other knight, that women are truly worth something as individuals.
“Summer will end soon enough, and childhood as well.”
Somewhere far off she heard a wolf howling. It wasn’t very loud compared to the camp noise and the music and the low ominous growl of the river running wild, but she heard it all the same. Only maybe it wasn’t her ears that heard it.
There are ghosts in Winterfell.
deadly. dangerous. unpredictable
Have you ever considered that maybe some of these girls are not yours? Their mothers could just be claiming that you're the father because they know you would give their bastard children a better life than they could.
*fearsome warrior who aggressively hates Westeros*
*has threesomes with identical female twins*
*poisons anyone and everyone who gets in her way*
*disguises herself as a man so she can study in Oldtown*
Yeah I'm fairly certain that they're all mine.
It hurts so much, she thought. Our children, Ned, all of our sweet babes.