Game of Thrones/ASOIAF Fic: Nights Without Armor (Chapter 5 - Jaime, Part 1)

[bratanimus]

Author: bratanimus
Title: Nights Without Armor (Chapter 5 - Jaime, Part 1)
Fandom: Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire
Pairing: Jaime/Brienne, Podrick/Sansa
Word Count: 4,834 this chapter (~32,000 entire story)
Rating & Warnings: M for sexual content, language
Summary: An unlikely trio - Jaime, Brienne, and Podrick - set out to rescue Sansa from Petyr

Comments

[gilpin25]

I'm mentally subtitled this one as a sinner with fine prospects!:D It's wonderful to read Jaime seeing himself this way; the fact that it's Brienne seeing him as reliable that has rendered him so, that Jaime has grown enough to realize and welcome this, is far more touching in its flippancy than a hundred passionate declarations could ever be. They'd sound somewhat incongruous coming from his head anyway, lol, which I feel I'm inside of every step of the way.

Of course I could also subtitle it The Ghosts: Winterfell seems to have them at every turn for him and Sansa. I liked your use of the sun and the frost, the warmth and the cold; Winterfell seems to alternate between a crumbling, eerie ruin and something lying dormant, waiting to be brought to life again. My favourite part was when Jaime contrasts the sound of the waves at Casterly Rock - How many years had it taken him to realize that there was no lion, that the roaring was just that, a noise and nothing more? - and the silent, efficient power that once was Winterfell. A

[bratanimus]

Thank you so, so much. I'm so pleased that you think I've captured Jaime's flippant and limited introspection, because I'm not sure I've always got it. My temptation is to make him nicer than he probably is (Remus redux, lol) and not as arrogant and snarky as he should be. Then again, as you said, with Brienne's faith in him as a better man, he may have no choice but to live up to the expectation. We've talked before about his way of living almost as a mirror to others, and he's had the wrong person to reflect for all these years; so maybe now he really CAN become a better man. (Speaking of the mirror metaphor, you might like the new fic, which is posted now. ;))

Winterfell seems to alternate between a crumbling, eerie ruin and something lying dormant, waiting to be brought to life again.Why did you not write my fic?? Because that is BRILLIANT. Again, you're seeing things I haven't consciously seen. :) I only wrote the sun and cold in relation to the shadows the sun casts, i.e., being in Winterfell with Brienne (his sun, his