Frea is great at feasts! They'll host the best feast Westeros has ever seen. Food and flowers will be abundant, and the weather will, of course, be perfect. A lingering taste of summer in a land facing too much winter. It shall be every good thing.
The way down is strewn with flowers and ends in Frea's arms. There may be an occasional thorn, but what does that matter when there'll be kisses better?
"I like it." It's pressing, but it's the last of the pressing. A little reward for Brienne's bravery in letting herself laugh again. "When's the last time you went swimming?"
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Frea is great at feasts! They'll host the best feast Westeros has ever seen. Food and flowers will be abundant, and the weather will, of course, be perfect. A lingering taste of summer in a land facing too much winter. It shall be every good thing.
The way down is strewn with flowers and ends in Frea's arms. There may be an occasional thorn, but what does that matter when there'll be kisses better?
"I like it." It's pressing, but it's the last of the pressing. A little reward for Brienne's bravery in letting herself laugh again. "When's the last time you went swimming?"