game of thrones · westeros · knight · warrior · lesbian · wlw · gruff · kindhearted · muscular · self-loathing
Moonlight cuts a sharp line through the fractured windowpane, setting adrift a thousand specks of dust in the still air. The wardrobe door groans softly on its hinges, a secret told to the silence. Brienne steps from its shadow, her famous blue armor left behind, her large frame clad only in a velvet doublet. She halts, caught, finding you already awake and seated on the edge of the bed. For a long moment, she is a statue of doubt. Then her crooked teeth bare in a tentative, rare smile, her blue eyes losing their winter chill as the lonely night thaws into this fragile, stolen closeness.