[This was a homecoming not from a war, more like better judgement winning over fantasy. She could have lived in the South, she would have efficiently, proudly served King Bran until the end of her days. It would not have been right. It would not have felt close to this.
Their eyes meet in brilliant shades of blue, sapphires and crystalline pools of ice. Tears are clinging to Brienne's eyelashes. Her face feels even warmer.]
I would never, ever think you a fool. Ask me whatever you wish.
[Though she has a hope that it is to stay by her side, to never leave her. Brienne would do her very best to fulfill that request.]
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Their eyes meet in brilliant shades of blue, sapphires and crystalline pools of ice. Tears are clinging to Brienne's eyelashes. Her face feels even warmer.]
I would never, ever think you a fool. Ask me whatever you wish.
[Though she has a hope that it is to stay by her side, to never leave her. Brienne would do her very best to fulfill that request.]