The more armor he loses the better he feels. The heat becomes more bearable and at a point sweat stops accumulating on his back. It is quite unreal to see his sister helping him in such a way. She grew so much over time and he realizes how much he has missed. How much he missed his family. How much he had to trade the Kingslayer for his sisters instead.
“And you? What is the latest thing you remember?” Maybe then he could figure out if she still was in King’s Landing, a prisoner of those bloody Lannisters and that craven of a Joffrey Baratheon. The memory of the tall boy with the blond curls makes him frown visibly. Gods, how he wants to take his head. If he would get the chance he would do it for all the realm to see. Still, he bans those thoughts the moment they bubble up inside of him. It is no time for vengeful thoughts now.
“Sansa?” He cocks his head a little when Arya mentions her name. “Is she with you? Is she here?”
Did they bring him to some sort of godforsaken place to reunite him with the ones he missed? There’s a puzzled expression on his face while he stands, hands moving to unbuckle the belt around his waist so he can take off his surcoat.
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“And you? What is the latest thing you remember?” Maybe then he could figure out if she still was in King’s Landing, a prisoner of those bloody Lannisters and that craven of a Joffrey Baratheon. The memory of the tall boy with the blond curls makes him frown visibly. Gods, how he wants to take his head. If he would get the chance he would do it for all the realm to see. Still, he bans those thoughts the moment they bubble up inside of him. It is no time for vengeful thoughts now.
“Sansa?” He cocks his head a little when Arya mentions her name. “Is she with you? Is she here?”
Did they bring him to some sort of godforsaken place to reunite him with the ones he missed? There’s a puzzled expression on his face while he stands, hands moving to unbuckle the belt around his waist so he can take off his surcoat.