Ser Jaime?" Even in soiled pink satin and torn lace, Brienne looked more like a man in a gown than a proper woman."I am grateful, but...you were well away. Why come back?" A dozen quips came to mind, each crueler… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I dreamed about you too,” he said softly, letting his smile go dreamy as he watched the blood drain from the bigger man’s face. “I fantasized about cutting off your balls and feeding them to you.” “Fuck you, Levi.” There… — Mercy Celeste Copy Share Image
