“Not really,” he said, with a smile that was just charmingly sheepish, “I just wanted to spend some time alone with you.” He twirled a flower between his fingers, and offered it, awkwardly. “…for you.”
Catelyn took it, surprised, and then smiled, blushing, and leaned over to kiss his cheek. “Petyr! You think of such things…I’ve never known
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