Jonsa, was it actor chemistry or intentionally filmed to hint at something more?
Was talking to mum (who is 72) about actors chemistry on screen (watching Bridgerton) and the subject of the last 2 seasons of Game of Thrones came up and whether Jon and Sansa were supposed to be flirting, or if it was just natural chemistry.
Mum knows nothing of Jonsa as she is a casual viewer, however she was under the impression that it was filmed in a way to suggest there was meant to be something more in Jon and Sansa's relationship.
Her conclusion was there was meant to be a love triangle, but they didn't do it because it would take up too much time and it was already too rushed.
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A change of sigil.
Robb Stark x Baratheon!reader
Summary: After wedding Robb Stark and becoming the Lady of Winterfell, the reader learns about the king's death and the treason of Ned.
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The newly wedded Y/N Stark (once Baratheon) ran through the corridors of Winterfell.
Her eyes fell upon the Stark's Maester. Her eyes lit up. "A letter from my father? Has he finally written me back?"
The older man's eyes softened with guilt, "I'm afraid not, my lady."
Her face fell but she quickly recovered it, "oh. M… May I still see it?"
"This," He held it back from her, "Is for Lord Stark to read."
Embarrassment flooded her cheeks and she nodded. "Right. How foolish of me."
His lips pulled into a smile and he held his arm out. The North did like the gentle girl, after all, "C'mon, my lady. Walk to me to him so we may discuss the reason for such a letter."
She smiled back and took his arm.
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"Treason?" Robb's brows furrowed and his teeth grit, "Sansa wrote this?"
"It is your sister's hand, but the queen's words."
Y/N's eyes remained on the table, unsure of what to think. Her mother was a cunning woman, and it did not surprise her of such a thing.
"You are summoned to King's Landing to swear fealty to the new king."
"My father is dead?" She interrupted quietly.
The men's eyes flickered to her.
Robb's anger did not falter, "Joffrey puts my father in chains, now he wants his ass kissed?"
The Maester sighed, "This is a royal command, my lord." His eyes flickered between the lord and lady, "If you should refuse to obey-"
"-I won't refuse," Robb quickly butted in. "His grace summons me to King's Landing, I'll go to King's Landing. But not alone."
He rolled the letter up and handed it back to the maester. "Call the banners."
"All of them, my lord?"
"They've all sworn to defend my father, have they not?"
"They have."
"Now, we see what their words are worth."
"Very well." The maester left quickly.
Y/N's eyes remained on the table, not once wavering. Robb noticed it and rounded the table to sit by her. His head tilted to study her further. His hand reached up to gently grab her jaw, moving her head to face him.
Her eyes connected with his, and they were filled with tears, "My father is dead?"
His lips pull into a line as he looks to Theon and back, "I'm afraid so."
She took a shaky breath in to keep the tears from falling. "Murdered?"
Theon stood at her words, angered a bit inside. He quickly bowed his head and left the room in a huff.
Robb shook his head, "No. Animal attack while hunting is all Sansa wrote."
She was quiet a while before she spoke again, "He loved me."
Robb gritted his teeth. "He had a funny way of showing it."
"But he did love me. I am worth nothing now."
"Hey." His voice lowered at his words. His grip on her jaw tightened. "Do not say such things. You are worth everything to me. Winterfell is your home. Its people are your people. They are loyal."
"Loyal to you. To your name."
"No." He pushed. "They will be loyal to you. You are still a princess after all, aren't you?"
She nodded.
"And more importantly," he kissed her forehead gently, "You are my wife."
She nodded again before a thought came to her. "What is keeping those that rule from killing your father and sisters just the same?"
His eyebrows raised and he shook her head, "Nothing, I suppose. I must hope they fear the North enough or I drive my sword through your brother before they can touch the Starks." He tilted his head, "I need your loyalty. I know I have it. But the people need it."
"I am loyal to you, Robb. You are all I have."
He smiles and caresses her face before shaking his head, "I don't want loyalty for fear or power. Your loyalty should be of trust and honor. I ask again, are you loyal to me, my love?"
"Without my father, the Baratheon sigil means nothing to me. I belong to House Stark now."
His smile grows and he kisses her gently, "I will win this. For you. For my family. I promise you."
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A/N: I feel a series coming onnnnn
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