Winter, thy enemy, thy friend - Part 4

[ladytp]

She is a maid still.

The thought had never even occurred to him - not after the Imp and Littlefinger. He had assumed she was experienced and knew what she was doing, and he had hoped…Aye, he had dared to hope, especially after she had started to sneak into his bed. But this changed everything. And he didn’t want to hurt her. Gods, if he did have her

Comments

[irismoongarden]

I loved it all. this was beautifully written and i am so happy that you chose to write this for me. Ty so much. As sad as I am that it ended, i think it was a perfect story from start to finish. ty again

[ladytp]

Oh you are welcome dear!! I think this was better to leave only as a short(ish) snippet, otherwise all the associated events and going-ons in the world would have started to demand attention too...

I did like your prompt of perfect seclusion, which really allowed some liberties not possible in 'real world'... Thanks for the inspiration!

[adk_sansan1]

Absolutely beautiful, as always! Still trying to navigate this site, but your story has been an amazing welcome and such a treat!!! you have incredible talent - I just love how you write these two. thank you again!!!

[ladytp]

Thank you, this is such a great praise and it really warms my heart... It is funny how I only need to read some amazing stories written by others (like the one gifted to me by amazing starbird1) and there I go, thinking how my stuff stinks compared to them... Apparently this is common for other writers too, I have gathered! :-)

Thank you!

[starbird1]

"like the one gifted to me by amazing starbird1) and there I go, thinking how my stuff stinks compared to them... "

Pfffttt!!! I assure you the feeling is mutual!!!

[ladytp]

Ha ha, it is so funny! I guess self is the harshest critic...

[irenem16]

Oh my goodness...here I am sitting making
Excuses why I have tears in my eyes...*the lack of sleep must be irritating my eyes* **cough**

Simply beautiful LadyTP I love your writing style and the way you tell a story :)

[ladytp]

Oh dear, why the tears? This ended happily after all... Although they still have fights to fight, they will get through... I'd like to think their return and settling to Winterfell slightly along the lines of wonderful stories by emmiemac - some tribulations at first but eventually everything working out well.

Thank you soo much for wonderful comments!

[irenem16]

lolol...oh the tears are because you hit me right in the feels lol because they had a baby and I just want this story to come true *sniff* and I love them.

[starbird1]

Loved it! Though, you are cruel - that story about the baby squirrel nearly killed me!

You know, when I first read this prompt, I thought for sure it would go along the lines of, "Gee, it's snowing a lot. We should spend the night in that cabin over there." But I really like your extended timeframe and how it allowed them to get to know and appreciate each other.

Ahh, so well done! Enjoyed every word! Thank you. :-)

[ladytp]

Sorry!!! Somehow I always associate Sandor with animals; the mangy dog earlier, then the squirrel..and the horses in a few of my other stories...must be some kind of weird fixation! But as I personally consider it a BIG plus for a man to like animals, Sandor in my headcanon certainly ticks those boxes (even sometimes things might not have turned out so well with them).

I agree with you about the extended time frame suiting this. Like you, I don't see it feasible for them to snuggle and 'get to business' straight away (unless I force myself, *cough cough* 'A Chance Encounter' *cough cough*).

Thank you love!

[appyt]

I loved the squirrel. His self recrimination at killing it accidently just killed me.

[starbird1]

And one more thing. I meant to comment on this before but forgot. I had to come back because it's just so perfect:

"Yet there were times when she was secretly thrilled by his size and strength and the knowledge that he could take down any man in Westeros. Sometimes Sansa felt guilty about it. What she truly wanted was what she had prayed on the night of the Battle of Blackwater; for him to quell his rage and find peace. Nevertheless…the sight of his rippling muscles and scarred torso woke something shameless in her, a primitive satisfaction of a woman who wanted her man strong."

YES! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! This is an angle that doesn't get covered much but totally should - because it's so true. Especially in this society, you'd think there would be more about the value of a strong-bodied man. If he was some scrawny Frey or something, they wouldn't have lasted the first week in that cabin. I'm all for some shameless appreciation of muscle. Just saying. :-)

[appyt]

This is ...... absolutely wonderful.. I love your style.. Hey, did they name the baby? lol

[ladytp]

So happy to hear! This was one of the 'styles' I was experimenting with...I have only written a bit over a year and am still on a steep learning curve and playing with things. Glad you liked this, might do something in the same vein later as well...

To be honest; I simply ran out of baby names! In two of my recent fics I went all the way to them having children, and then I had to think of names for all of them. I think it was altogether nine kids, and as for some reason I wasn't keen on Eddard, Catelyn and alike, I had to think of all the new names... Pheew!

So hence this babe here was left graciously nameless! :-) (I considered 'Norr' though, from 'The Prophecy' - I really like that name.)

[appyt]

Not giving him a name works for me here. I know it's tradition in their time, but sometimes the repetitive names get to me. I really loved how Sandor was planning on living nearby and being part of his sons life when he thought they would have to give him up.