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    E se a dança dos dragoes tivesse acontecido de maneira diferente?
    Leandra x Rhaegar
    (Pode ter erros)

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    “七层地狱啊,你身上发生了什么?”琼恩却这么说,然后,席恩记起了一些他已经很久没有想过的事。
    无论是不是私生子,琼恩都一直是比他更好的人。

    换句话说,琼恩和席恩在临冬城重逢了。

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    Three days, Dallin told him. Three days of bedrest, those were the Maester’s orders. They were the last thing Satin had wanted to hear. He wanted to work. To rise with the dawn and pretend what happened hadn’t happened. That nothing had gone wrong and that there wasn’t a handprint purpling on his throat, a black bruise aching at his belly, and a broken wrist wrapped in plaster and linen on his dominant hand. He wanted to work. He could feel the pain later. It was easier that way and working would let him avoid it. Maester Dallin seemed to have other ideas. Satin tried to argue but the Maester had simply turned to Jon, and then Jon had given the order. Three days it would have to be.

    (A series of moments and conversations spanning Satin’s three days on bedrest. Satin recovers from the attack and his injuries. Jon deals with Whoresbane. Satin must learn to accept a little help.)

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    时间线在永远不会有的凛冬的寒风和春晓的梦想。长夜过去之后,史塔克家小狼们的故事。布兰POV。

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    El viento traía ligeras trazas de agua, punzantes, frías, que parecían penetrar por los poros abiertos de su piel. En contraste, sus nervios crispados recorrían su interior llevando fuego a cada recodo de su cuerpo, su sangre quemando poco a poco cada palmo de su contaminado ser. Apretó el papel en su mano, deseando que el agua o la presión borraran aquellas letras y, con ellas, desapareciera para siempre aquella verdad irremediable.

    -Jaime, deberías entrar. Vas a congelarte.

    Addam abrió una rendija de la tienda, mirándole con preocupación. Eran los únicos en aquel campamento que habían leído las palabras del cuervo, los únicos que conocían lo ocurrido en Desembarco del Rey. Levantó los ojos para mirarle y, como si pudiera ver el incendio tras sus pupilas, retrocedió un paso y tragó saliva. Justo cuando parecía a punto de volverse, se armó de valor para pronunciar unas palabras suaves.

    -¿Sabes qué vas a querer hacer con ella?

    Se encogió de hombros. -Es mi prisionera.

    Addam no pareció complacido con la respuesta, a pesar de que era la frase más larga que había pronunciado en las últimas horas.

    -No, quería decir… Me refería a Cersei.

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    Satin supposed he shouldn’t have been surprised, and he wasn’t really. It was bound to happen eventually. In fact, if anything, he was impressed it took them this long. How long had he been in Winterfell? He would have guessed four, perhaps nearly five moons had turned since its reclamation. That they waited this long truly was a display of Northern prudence and restraint. Satin glanced up at the man before him and the bag outstretched in his hand.

    “And what is this, my lord?”

    “Money.” Lord Hother Umber said gruffly. “More than you’re worth and more than you deserve. Take it and go. South where you belong, or east across the Narrow Sea. I don’t care. Just not here.”

    (A Northern Lord wants Satin gone by any means necessary. Satin, however, is not about to go willingly. Stay calm, he tells himself, get away, find Jon. As long as he does those things, he'll be okay.)

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    The story of Sansa and Sandor leading their army on a march toward The North. Sansa wants to reclaim her homeland, save her brothers, and most importantly, reclaim her true name—Sansa Stark.

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    Jon rarely ‘lost time’ anymore, as he called it. What had once been a frequent daily occurrence in the first days when Jon had risen from the dead had dwindled to less than once a week at most, and rarely for more than a breath. He’d return to himself with an easy blink and a shudder and little more, usually even without Satin’s aid. But these past few weeks, Satin had come to find him stood staring blankly into the fire as though dead on his feet or slumped in his chair with distant empty eyes more than a few times. Jon, he’d whisper, stay with me and eventually, he’d find his way back with a hazy disorientation. Satin did not like its resurgence, but Jon had shrugged it off when Satin had asked him about it. It’s nothing, he’d said, don’t fuss, Satin, you’re always fussing. So, he had let it go with a sigh and a wary, cautious eye.

    (Representatives from the Iron Bank of Braavos are in Winterfell to negotiate a loan. War is on the Horizon. Winter is Here. The Wall asks for aid. Jon works himself to the bone and Satin is there to lead him back to himself, no matter how lost to the flames he gets)

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    Satin had always considered himself good with children. He had grown up in a whorehouse and whores were notorious for having heaps of children. For women in the business, it was simply a consequence of the job. As a young boy, he had been one of at least a dozen children in the pillowhouse at any given time. And as he had grown older and his friends had started becoming mothers, he’d started helping care for their babes on occasion. He liked when they had chubby little cheeks and starry-eyed expressions, when they laughed at a silly face he made, or when they babbled back incoherently when he spoke to them. But he also liked being able to hand them back to their mothers when they cried and make a quick exit. But children had always liked him, so he thought, at least the babes of his pillowhouse sisters always had. And he’d bounce them on his knee and tickle them until they squealed. Rickon Stark, however, was not one of those children. And Satin had a feeling he did not much like him. Mostly, Satin figured with time, Rickon did not much like anyone who wasn’t Jon.

    (A wolf cub comes home, wild and half-feral. Confused, quick to anger, and in need of love. Jon and Satin welcome him to Winterfell as best they can)

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    Five times Jaime spent his time studying Brienne's breasts, and the one time he decided to do something about it.

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    How many times, he wondered, had Jon had some variation of this same argument and with how many different men? At the Wall, on the march, as Lord, and now as King, how many times? Satin was a point of contention, he knew. The king’s whore, they saw him as, some pretty little thing for Jon to make use of. It didn’t matter that his job was done to exacting standards without fail. It didn’t matter that Satin had earned his position here through more than a year of devoted service. None of it mattered. Because he was a whore. The king’s whore, he reminded himself. It wasn’t just he who bore the burden of that label but Jon as well. They think him a lesser man for this, Satin thought, they must. They think him a man who would keep a whore so blatantly, and a male whore at that. Maybe, and it was a very large maybe, it could have been forgiven if rumor had been that he had kept a male whore whilst at the Wall; a man had needs after all. But to bring that whore to Winterfell and raise him up?

    (Satin's past lingers over he and Jon in Winterfell, a few familiar faces from Satin's life in Oldtown arrive in Winter Town, and things he thought he'd outran catch up with him. AKA: Satin faces his backstory)

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    A drabble. Brienne's thoughts in the aftermath of her and Jaime's upcoming encounter with Lady Stoneheart and the Brotherhood Without Banners.

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    “The North knows no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark.” He said, then raised his massive head, bearded and scraggly from his capture but proud and fierce all the same, to look at Jon. “The White Wolf!” He proclaimed, voice echoing over the stones of the Dreadfort. “King in the North!”

    Steel had sung as blades were drawn and raised to the sky. King in the North, the men chanted. The White Wolf, others called. King in the North, they had cried over and over and over. Jon stood silently, watching from the raised dais taking in meticulous mechanical breaths through his nose, with only the slightest widening of his grey eyes betraying his stoic expression. Ghost stood proudly at his side, the white wolf for which they titled him, as tall as most men in the room and fiercer still. His blood red gaze looked over each man, scanning them, learning them with keen watchful eyes.

    (Jon Snow takes the Dreadfort, and within finds Robb Stark's will which had named him his heir. Jon Snow, now Jon Stark, rises higher and higher. Satin, ever at his side, supports him though the change to his life as best he can, as he also rises higher and higher.)

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    Tyrion and Daenerys have a chat over some glasses of wine after the Greyjoy invasion of Meereen is defeated. Here they speak their hearts out and forge a strong familial relationship.

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    A woman is standing in front of the large, white barked tree, a face drawn into it with eyes stained with red tears.

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    The completed embroidery piece he’d spent the last month working on seemed almost heavy in his pocket. It was stupid, he knew, but he had made it for Jon. Now that it was finished, the idea of actually giving it to him seemed foolish. What use has he for such frivolous stitchings? he thought. Jon was a practical man, Satin knew. He kept things that had a purpose, gave away what didn’t, and had little interest in pretty things that were pretty for the sake of being pretty. He was Lord of Winterfell, Keeper and Warden of the North, yet he did not drape himself in precious metals and jewels or spun-gold thread. He wore wool and moleskin like every other Northern lord. An embroidered kerchief too delicate to be used to even wipe one’s brow would be useless to him. Still, Satin had made it. Jeyne had wanted to sew with him, and it had seemed the obvious choice at the time. And now it sat in his pocket like a rock, a weight very much pulling at his awareness.

    (Satin has been spending time sewing with Jeyne while he keeps her company. His project is done, a gift for Jon. Now all he has to do is give it to Jon and all Jon has to do is accept it.)

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    Despite the late hour, Winterfell was still awake and bustling. Servants hustled through the corridors carrying food and drink, people danced and stepped on each other’s feet in their eagerness and intoxication, men sang loudly and off-key in harmonies so discordant it wasn’t always clear what song they were singing, and laughter echoed across the castle’s cobblestones. Life was good; the Boltons dead, Winterfell saved and liberated, and the balance of power put to rights, for a Stark – or as close a Stark as was left – ruled in the North again. Just for the night, all was right in the world.

    (The feast in honor of Winterfell's liberation is tonight but that doesn't mean Jon and Satin aren't working. The Lord of Winterfell is never free of duties and Satin is never far behind him to offer what help he can. But before the feast, during it between respective dances and conversations, and after the festivities are over, they can still find moments for one another.)

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    “There are no wounds to tend, Jon." Satin assured him. "It is just an ache.”

    Jon breathed deeply through his nose, that way he did when he was deep in thought or hesitating, as he considered Satin’s words. His brow furrowed as he seemed to come to some sort of conclusion. His voice was quiet, almost barely more than a grumble, when he finally spoke. “You tend my aches all the time.”

    Satin opened his mouth to tell him that he didn’t mind doing that for him, that they’d been over this and he needn’t feel shame for hurting and needing some relief, that Satin offered so it was all okay, before the look on Jon’s face gave him pause. It wasn’t hesitancy, like he’d first thought. It was something closer to bashful with the faintest hint of color rising to the tips of his ears and the awkward way he was holding his shoulders. The realization came to him slowly in the quiet that followed. Jon was offering. Satin blinked.

    (Satin takes a tumble, Jon makes an offer. And Satin - offering, always, offering - is suddenly left to be the one accepting. It's a vulnerable thing, Satin finds, accepting when all you know is offering.)

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    Tomorrow would be another busy day, and Satin would spend it running behind Jon until his feet ached and learning the castle like it was his own. It wasn’t his own, of course. It was Jon’s and Satin was, by rights, a man of the Night’s Watch. He had taken vows before a weirwood. It shall not end until my death, he had sworn, I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come. Yet now he spent his nights lounged in the plush feather bed belonging to the Lord of Winterfell, leagues away from the post at which he had promised to live and die. Satin had been forced to take the Black. The Black or hanging, it had been, and he had chosen the Wall with little other choice. The vows were sworn at the threat of the noose, but they were sworn all the same.

    (Jon and Satin settle into a new normal in Winterfell. They slowly find their footing in their respective roles of Lord and Steward, and try to find exactly where they stand with one another after all that has happened and the ever-shifting boundary lines between them continue to blur.)

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