climbingstark
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lyanna lies dead in the bed beside him. lord eddard stark picks up his nephew. “he must be protected from robert,” howland reed murmurs, staring with furrowed brow at the squalling infant. “if he knew rhaegar’s son still lived, and by lyanna…”
“i know,” ned whispers, eyes filling with tears. he stares into the babe’s gray eyes, addressing one of the last targaryens left. “you must be… ned stark’s bastard.”
(via sansastarkly)
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- what she says: i'm fine
- what she means: *crying* Nancy Jo, this is Alexis Nieres calling. I'm calling to let you know how disappointed I am in your story. There's many things I read in here that were false. Like you saying that I wore 6-inch Louboutin heels to court with my tweed skirt when I wore 4-inch little brown Bebe shoes.
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(via aryastarkofwinterfell)
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