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Reading A Feast for Crows

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“There’s a new High Septon, did you know? Oh, and the Night’s Watch has a boy commander, some bastard son of Eddard Stark’s.”

“Jon Snow?” she blurted out, surprised.

She had not thought of Jon in ages. He was only her half brother, but still… with Robb and Bran and Rickon dead, Jon Snow was the only brother that remained to her. I am a bastard too now, just like him. Oh, it would be so sweet, to see him once again.

First…

I think the first ones to see each other again are Jon and Sansa. Just because they’re not close. If ever Jon is… you know…

Sansa should be friends with Mya Stone, just as Arya is with Gendry. Their fathers were bestfriends, after all… And Mya’s such a cool girl.

It sounds like a wolf, thought Sansa. A ghost wolf, big as mountains.

CALLING IT NOW, YOU GUYS. JON AND SANSA WILL SEE EACH OTHER FIRST. AND GHOST WILL LEAD HIM TO HER. Or not…

“So those are your gifts from me, my sweet Sansa… Harry, the Eyrie, and Winterfell. That’s worth another kiss, don’t you think?”

It’s crazy but…

I think that Ghost’s absence when Craster was beating Jon up might mean R+L=J. It shows that Jon is half a Stark and that side of him is not as strong despite him having  the Stark physical appearance. But then again, in the book (ASoS, I think), Ghost would rush back to Jon’s side when Jon gets hurt…

Watching Game of Thrones Season 2 Episode 2

JAQEN MOTHERF**KING H’GHAR!!!

GHOST!!! He looks so much bigger on TV!

Oh, and Sam, Ghost is not a dog. Don’t shoo him… But you’re cute so it’s ok~

GENDRY AND ARYA!!!

Which of the bloodriders died? Not the hot one?

STANNIS AND MELISANDRE K-I-S-S-I-N-G

It crossed my mind that they’re having an affair because it’s been hinted at in the books but still… it’s Stannis Baratheon! He’s too freaking honorable!

I wonder if we will ever see Janos Slynt with Jon Snow…

Speaking of Jon Snow… THE FUCK, CRASTER! THE HELL, JON! WHY DID YOU FOLLOW CRASTER???

AND WHERE IS GHOST???

OMG!!! IS THAT AN OTHER???

WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! MY GIRL BRIENNE NEXT EPISODE! CAN’T WAIT FOR NEXT WEEK!!!

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“… to remove Jon Snow from the command,” Cersei finished, delighted. If this bastard boy is truly his father’s son, he will not suspect a thing. Perhaps he will even thank me, before the blade slides between his ribs.

“One last thing, Your Grace,” said Aurane Waters, in an apologetic tone. “I hesitate to take up the council’s time with trifles, but there has been some queer talk heard along the docks of late. Sailors from the East. They speak of dragons…”

“… and manticores, no doubt, and bearded snarks?” Cersei chuckled.

I do hope the dragons find Cersei Lannister first.

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‎Where Melisandre thinks to find a sleeping dragon, no one is quite sure. It’s nonsense. Mance’s blood is no more royal than mine own.

This screams R+L=J to me. Sometimes, words thrown so casually can be the biggest clue. Like that locket in Order of the Phoenix (I was right about that, by the way *proudproud*)…

Jon smiled a strange, sad smile. “And pull your hood up. The snowflakes are melting in your hair.”

ONE OF THE SADDEST SENTENCES EVER

Reading A Storm of Swords

MY REACTION WHEN JON SNOW WAS CHOSEN AS THE NINE-HUNDREDTH-AND-NINETY-EIGHT LORD COMMANDER OF THE NIGHT’S WATCH

I bet Robb will be happy… T^T

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“Ghost?” He turned toward the wood, and there he came, padding silently out of the green dusk, the breath coming warm and white from his open jaws. “Ghost!” he shouted, and the direwolf broke into a run. When he reached Jon he leapt, and they wrestled amidst brown grass and long shadows as the stars came out above them. “Gods, wolf, where have you been?” Jon said when Ghost stopped worrying at his forearm. The direwolf had no answer, but he licked Jon’s face with a tongue like a wet rasp.

GHOST! GHOST! GHOST IS BACK! I love you, Ghost!

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And then the years were gone, and he was back at Winterfell once more, wearing a quilted leather coat in place of mail and plate. His sword was made of wood, and it was Robb who stood facing him, not Iron Emmet.

Every morning they had trained together, since they were big enough to walk; Snow and Stark, spinning and slashing about the wards of Winterfell, shouting and laughing, sometimes crying when there was no one else to see.

WHY ARE YOU TORTURING ME, GEORGE R. R. MARTIN

They were not little boys when they fought, but knights and mighty heroes. “I’m Prince Aemon the Dragonknight,” Jon would call out, and Robb would shout back, “Well, I’m Florian the Fool.” Or Robb would say, “I’m the Young Dragon,” and Jon would reply, “I’m Ser Ryam Redwyne.”

Gosh, this… Why do I feel like crying…

That morning he called it first. “I’m Lord of Winterfell!” he cried, as he had a hundred times before. Only this time, this time, Robb had answered, “You can’t be Lord of Winterfell, you’re bastard-born. My lady mother says you can’t ever be the Lord of Winterfell.”

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“I need more than a sword from you.”

Jon was lost. “My lord?”

“I need the north.”

The north… “I… my brother Robb was King in the North…”

OMG!!! What are you saying, Stannis???

“Your brother was the rightful Lord of Winterfell. If he had stayed home and done his duty, instead of crowning himself and riding off to conquer the riverlands, he might be alive today.”

First, SHUT UP ABOUT ROBB!!! YOU KNOW NOTHING, STANNIS BARATHEON! HE DIDN’T WANT TO BE KING! HE WANTED TO RESCUE HIS FATHER AND HIS SISTERS! HE WANTED TO MAKE PEACE WITH YOU ONCE HE GET HIS SISTERS BACK! BUT HE… THAT DIDN’T HAPPEN… SO SHUT UP!

Second, HOW DID JON KNOW THAT ROBB IS DEAD? His dreams?

“What is needed is a Lord of Winterfell. A loyal Lord of Winterfell.”

He is looking at me, Jon thought, stunned.

“I need a son of Eddard Stark to win them to my banner.”

He would make me Lord of Winterfell. “Your Grace,” he said, “you forget. I am a Snow, not a Stark.”

Melisandre put a warm hand on Jon’s arm. “A king can remove the taint of bastardy with a stroke, Lord Snow.”

Melisandre is sooooo flirting with Jon Snow! She can’t keep her hands off him…

“Burn these weirwoods, and accept Winterfell as a gift of the Lord of Light.”

And that right there is the problem. Jon would’ve accepted… IF SHE’S NOT FORCING HER BELIEFS DOWN OTHER PEOPLE’S THROATS.

I loved Robb, loved all of them… I never wanted any harm to come to any of them, but it did. And now there’s only me.

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“I don’t even dream of Ghost anymore. All my dreams are of the crypts, of the stone kings on their thrones. Sometimes I hear Robb’s voice, and my father’s, as if they were at a feast. But there’s a wall between us, and I know that no place has been set for me.”

That’s because you’re still… And they’re… BRB, SOBBING UNCONTROLLABLY.