“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 than the one before, but Jaime only shrugged. “I dreamed of you,“ he said.
Growing up at Winterfell, all I ever wanted was to escape, to come here, to the capital. To see the southern knights and their painted armor, King’s Landing after dark, all the candles burning in all those windows.
“She had lost her home, her place in the world, and everyone she had ever loved or trusted. Winter is coming, warned the Stark words, and truly it had come for them with a vengeance.”
Doodlin’
Margy and Sansa for queens on the Iron Throne
Okay, but they have to let Daenerys join and rule as a triumvirate when she gets to Westeros.
Daenerys burns all their enemies and drives off the white walkers and Margery is a cunning politician that solves hunger in Westeros and Sansa holds lovely dinner parties and makes friends with all these useful people by being a charming young lady
and together they rule the Seven Kingdoms with an iron fist
(and Sansa and Marg ride Rhaegal and Viserion respectively alongside Dany on Drogon)
Hey man, the dragon DOES have three heads.
