[ And yet Brienne seems to look just the same, to Sansa. She is glad for it, she would have hated if even a short stay in the South had changed the woman. Sansa feels safe with her, a different kind of safety than she's felt with any of the men assigned to guard her. They are good men, but...
She doesn't let go of Brienne's hand as they cross the yard, as they enter the castle. If anyone they pass finds it odd, they keep it to themselves. There are fewer people around inside, barely any once they climb the steps to her solar. ]
You touch my own heart, Ser, with such kind words.
[ It's true. Sansa has the sudden, fleeting thought to turn and embrace Brienne. It's not exactly a new desire, but it's the first time Brienne is here for her to act on it. Sansa feels almost dizzy as she escorts Brienne inside the room. She lets go of her hand, but only to turn the lock. ]
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She doesn't let go of Brienne's hand as they cross the yard, as they enter the castle. If anyone they pass finds it odd, they keep it to themselves. There are fewer people around inside, barely any once they climb the steps to her solar. ]
You touch my own heart, Ser, with such kind words.
[ It's true. Sansa has the sudden, fleeting thought to turn and embrace Brienne. It's not exactly a new desire, but it's the first time Brienne is here for her to act on it. Sansa feels almost dizzy as she escorts Brienne inside the room. She lets go of her hand, but only to turn the lock. ]