The leech was twisting in the king’s grip, trying to attach itself to one of his fingers.
tangled + colour + scenerygasm
She had often daydreamed of how she would dance at her wedding, with every eye upon her and her handsome lord. In her dreams they had all been smiling.
It’s not a ghost story, it’s a love story.
there is power in king’s blood
jon/ygritte uni au because i can’t draw anything but aus
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