When winter comes, you’ll hear no lions roar, no stags grazing the fields, no roses growing in the meadows. Not even the dragons breath will warm you in your halls. Only the wolf’s howl in the night. Winter is coming. Winter is here.
“I dreamt of a maid at a feast with purple serpents in her hair, venom dripping from their fangs. And later I dreamt that maid again, slaying a savage giant in a castle built of snow.”
asoiaf au: after ascending the throne of the north as the eldest heir to king robb alive, queen sansa obtains fealty from the bannermen of the north and of the riverlands as well, taking lord mallister’s son patrek as husband, whom she names lord consort. her father-in-law becomes hand of the queen, while her trusted companion, brienne of tarth, becomes lady commander of her queensguard. // rachel skarsten as older!queen sansa
life is not a song 