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revivalproject2020-01-21 11:51 am
theladyofwinterfell) wrote in revivalproject2020-01-21 11:51 am
practice makes perfect
WHO: Sansa Stark, Lady & You
WHERE: The Noth Pole, naturally.
WHAT: The Ice Castle, wrangling any children you'd like wrangled, general holiday cheerfulness.
WHEN: The entire Us Make For They event
WARNINGS: lmao rated A for Adorable?
001. ice castle
Sansa has never seen something so beautiful as the ice castle and she's immediately drawn to it, being a child of winter as she is. When she steps foot into it, she has an indescribable urge to sing in the way she hasn't for years and years and she lets the song rise up within her, high soprano notes amplifying beautifully within the space and against the crystal walls. Lady, too, seems a bit awed and doesn't make any noise at all, merely looking at her mistress and how happy she is - how long it has been since she's been truly this happy. It's as if everything is perfect in this one moment and Sansa wants to freeze it for all eternity.
She reluctantly leaves after a few songs and when she exits, she realizes others will have been able to hear her. Her cheeks are colored a bit but she hopes this can be chalked up to the cold as she is a Queen and shouldn't be embarrassed that people have heard her sing.
002. children
It's been a long while since Sansa has been around children. Many have died in Westeros to war and cold and famine and there were no children in the Fleet. She still carries the child in her belly, though, and it's begun to show. Rather than hide it the way she might in the North, she only lets out her clothing a little and it's evident to anyone that she's pregnant and rather happy about it.
She'd thought herself a proper little mother to Rickon when he'd been born, having been just old enough to care after him similar to the way her Lady Mother and Old Nan had. There seem to be an inordinate amount of children here, though, and some of them look awfully familiar to her - are they children of her traveling companions? Is that possible? One runs headlong at her in the way children are won't to do and she carefully catches them by the shoulders, kneeling slightly so she might look in their eyes.
"Careful, sweetling. You'll hurt yourself if you keep running like this. Come with me and we'll find somewhere to play properly, all right?"
003. snow queen
There's plenty of snow here and while Sansa isn't capable enough of making snow maidens on her back just now as she had as a child, she can build a snow castle the way she'd done as a little girl and, later, at the Eyrie. She knows every nook and cranny of Winterfell and she kneels in the snow to make it, using a bit of wood to help shape the delicate crenellations at the tops of the towers. She only has a branch to make the heart tree, which makes her sad, but it's still there all the same.
She's working on the bailey when she sees a shadow fall across her castle and she cries out in fear. "No, don't step on it! Please don't, I've been working for ages."
WHERE: The Noth Pole, naturally.
WHAT: The Ice Castle, wrangling any children you'd like wrangled, general holiday cheerfulness.
WHEN: The entire Us Make For They event
WARNINGS: lmao rated A for Adorable?
001. ice castle
Sansa has never seen something so beautiful as the ice castle and she's immediately drawn to it, being a child of winter as she is. When she steps foot into it, she has an indescribable urge to sing in the way she hasn't for years and years and she lets the song rise up within her, high soprano notes amplifying beautifully within the space and against the crystal walls. Lady, too, seems a bit awed and doesn't make any noise at all, merely looking at her mistress and how happy she is - how long it has been since she's been truly this happy. It's as if everything is perfect in this one moment and Sansa wants to freeze it for all eternity.
She reluctantly leaves after a few songs and when she exits, she realizes others will have been able to hear her. Her cheeks are colored a bit but she hopes this can be chalked up to the cold as she is a Queen and shouldn't be embarrassed that people have heard her sing.
002. children
It's been a long while since Sansa has been around children. Many have died in Westeros to war and cold and famine and there were no children in the Fleet. She still carries the child in her belly, though, and it's begun to show. Rather than hide it the way she might in the North, she only lets out her clothing a little and it's evident to anyone that she's pregnant and rather happy about it.
She'd thought herself a proper little mother to Rickon when he'd been born, having been just old enough to care after him similar to the way her Lady Mother and Old Nan had. There seem to be an inordinate amount of children here, though, and some of them look awfully familiar to her - are they children of her traveling companions? Is that possible? One runs headlong at her in the way children are won't to do and she carefully catches them by the shoulders, kneeling slightly so she might look in their eyes.
"Careful, sweetling. You'll hurt yourself if you keep running like this. Come with me and we'll find somewhere to play properly, all right?"
003. snow queen
There's plenty of snow here and while Sansa isn't capable enough of making snow maidens on her back just now as she had as a child, she can build a snow castle the way she'd done as a little girl and, later, at the Eyrie. She knows every nook and cranny of Winterfell and she kneels in the snow to make it, using a bit of wood to help shape the delicate crenellations at the tops of the towers. She only has a branch to make the heart tree, which makes her sad, but it's still there all the same.
She's working on the bailey when she sees a shadow fall across her castle and she cries out in fear. "No, don't step on it! Please don't, I've been working for ages."
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"Never fight a Stark in the snow. You won't win, you filthy Lannister!"
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"So says you, Northern Wolf! Never surrender to a ridiculous slight!"
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It's teasing and loving, though, and she leans in to give Tyrion a quick kiss against his mouth.
"That was the most fun I've had, I think."
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"You know, I believe I can say the same."
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Sansa thinks for a moment and speaks again. "They used to call the old Stark kings the Kings of Winter and our throne was the Throne of Winter. Does that make me the Queen of Winter?"
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"The Stark blood runs true in your veins, my dearest Sansa. You are the Queen of All Winters."
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"Your child is going to be half Stark. You're in for trouble."
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He beamed up at her, mis-matched eyes dancing. "Tell me, do you wish for a boy or a girl Wolf?"
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She pauses for a moment before continuing. "I wanted to name him James for my friend, the one who taught me to fight in the Fleet. I knighted him and he taught me how to protect myself. If he hadn't, I wouldn't have survived fighting the dead. I wouldn't have survived anything. Besides, I thought James sounded a little like Jaime and maybe you wouldn't mind."
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"It's settled then, the names. Now we can have either and know we aren't scrambling to name them."
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The memory had been so sweet for all that it had been fleeting and she is glad they're finally going to get to be parents and make those dreams come true.
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"I always want to be a part of your dreams, Tyrion. I want to be in yours and I want you in mine. We spent too long apart and here we can be together."
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"I find it to be the best part of my life, honestly. I'm glad that I'm still able to dream even after everything that's happened to me. I can still just be a woman with you and not a queen, not a damaged woman - I'm just your wife," Sansa says. "And that means everything."
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