Oh, yes. Of course. [ It likely should have been done soon after she entered the castle, but Sansa hadn't noticed in her haste to get Brienne alone. Get her alone. That makes the whole thing sound unbearably sordid, and nothing could be further from the truth. Sansa knows herself, and she knows Brienne, and there have been many tales of old of knights adoring their ladies. Why should it matter if the knight is a woman too? Brienne belongs here, in Winterfell, by Sansa's side, in her arms. It feels just and true in the way few things in her life have.
She straightens up, reluctantly extricating herself from Brienne. Miraculously, her dress has remained unwrinkled. Indeed, if one of the servants came to the door right now, they wouldn't suspect anything amiss by her appearance. It would take someone who knew Sansa well to see the color in her cheeks. The way she can't seem to hide a smile. ] I can help you with it, if you like.
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Date: 2020-09-17 12:58 am (UTC)She straightens up, reluctantly extricating herself from Brienne. Miraculously, her dress has remained unwrinkled. Indeed, if one of the servants came to the door right now, they wouldn't suspect anything amiss by her appearance. It would take someone who knew Sansa well to see the color in her cheeks. The way she can't seem to hide a smile. ] I can help you with it, if you like.