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2 Game of Thrones Drabbles - Brienne/Sansa
Title: Unexpected
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Pairing: Sansa/Brienne
Wordcount: 250
Rating: G
Challenge:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
femslash100 - Drabbletag5: knight
Sansa had always hoped that a knight would come and rescue her. She imagined him to be just like the ones in her tales. Tall, handsome, brave …
So when finally someone came for her to bring her back to Winterfell, she was more than surprised when she saw that it was a woman.
“Milady. I’ve sworn to protect you and bring you back to your mother.”
Sansa had blinked at Brienne the Ugly, dumbfounded, but did not hesitate another second. When her mother trusted that big woman, she should, too.
And even though she did doubt, Brienne didn’t take long to prove herself to the beautiful girl. She was friendly, well-behaved and very, very strong. When she fought against some raiders Sansa couldn’t help but think of the Hound. She was sure Brienne could even take him and smiled with glimmering eyes up to the warrior when she had saved them once more.
“I’m so glad you came to rescue me, Brienne,” Sansa confesses one night as they come down at an inn, sharing a bed to save money. “I feel so save when I’m with you.”
“Your trust honors me, Lady Sansa,” the blonde answers.
The Stark-daughter smiles, blushing lightly. “Please, just call me Sansa,” she offers and shuffles closer, her forehead barely touching Brienne’s shoulder.
“Can you always stay with me and be my knight?” the girl asks, barely a whisper.
Brienne hesitates a moment before laying a long, muscular arm around Sansa’s small shoulders. “I will.”
Title: The quiet knight
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Pairing: Sansa/Brienne
Wordcount: 250
Rating: G
Challenge:femslash100 - Drabbletag5: quiet
Sansa and Brienne were travelling a fortnight now, trying to reach Winterfell. It was a long journey, they had to be careful and took many detours as to avoid trouble. But Sansa trusted Brienne. She had seen with her own eyes what the warrior was capable of.
The only thing that still intimidated the redhead was the silence that surrounded Brienne. When she talked to Sansa it was always about necessary stuff, like setting up their little camp, starting a fire or going out to hunt some food. Apart from that the tall woman barely talked, and Sansa so wished for them to be friends. She admired Brienne and wanted to get to know more of her.
“Can I ask you something?” Sansa dared to ask one evening.
“Of course,” Brienne answered, but Sansa noticed how she shifted her weight uncomfortably.
“Why are you always so quiet?”
Brienne looked at her, clearing her throat. “Am I?”
Sansa nodded. “Don’t you want to talk to me?”
Brienne averted her eyes. “I- wouldn’t know what to tell Milady.”
Sansa smiled, her eyes starting to shine. “I would like to hear some stories. About your life, the fights you fought … I’m sure it is really exciting.”
And Sansa’s face lightens up when she gains the first true smile of Brienne, laughing softly when she notices a little blush even. “A-Alright, if you like …”
“I’d love to,” Sansa reassures and leans forward to listen to the first of many stories to follow.
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Pairing: Sansa/Brienne
Wordcount: 250
Rating: G
Challenge:
femslash100 - Drabbletag5: knightSansa had always hoped that a knight would come and rescue her. She imagined him to be just like the ones in her tales. Tall, handsome, brave …
So when finally someone came for her to bring her back to Winterfell, she was more than surprised when she saw that it was a woman.
“Milady. I’ve sworn to protect you and bring you back to your mother.”
Sansa had blinked at Brienne the Ugly, dumbfounded, but did not hesitate another second. When her mother trusted that big woman, she should, too.
And even though she did doubt, Brienne didn’t take long to prove herself to the beautiful girl. She was friendly, well-behaved and very, very strong. When she fought against some raiders Sansa couldn’t help but think of the Hound. She was sure Brienne could even take him and smiled with glimmering eyes up to the warrior when she had saved them once more.
“I’m so glad you came to rescue me, Brienne,” Sansa confesses one night as they come down at an inn, sharing a bed to save money. “I feel so save when I’m with you.”
“Your trust honors me, Lady Sansa,” the blonde answers.
The Stark-daughter smiles, blushing lightly. “Please, just call me Sansa,” she offers and shuffles closer, her forehead barely touching Brienne’s shoulder.
“Can you always stay with me and be my knight?” the girl asks, barely a whisper.
Brienne hesitates a moment before laying a long, muscular arm around Sansa’s small shoulders. “I will.”
Title: The quiet knight
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Pairing: Sansa/Brienne
Wordcount: 250
Rating: G
Challenge:
femslash100 - Drabbletag5: quietSansa and Brienne were travelling a fortnight now, trying to reach Winterfell. It was a long journey, they had to be careful and took many detours as to avoid trouble. But Sansa trusted Brienne. She had seen with her own eyes what the warrior was capable of.
The only thing that still intimidated the redhead was the silence that surrounded Brienne. When she talked to Sansa it was always about necessary stuff, like setting up their little camp, starting a fire or going out to hunt some food. Apart from that the tall woman barely talked, and Sansa so wished for them to be friends. She admired Brienne and wanted to get to know more of her.
“Can I ask you something?” Sansa dared to ask one evening.
“Of course,” Brienne answered, but Sansa noticed how she shifted her weight uncomfortably.
“Why are you always so quiet?”
Brienne looked at her, clearing her throat. “Am I?”
Sansa nodded. “Don’t you want to talk to me?”
Brienne averted her eyes. “I- wouldn’t know what to tell Milady.”
Sansa smiled, her eyes starting to shine. “I would like to hear some stories. About your life, the fights you fought … I’m sure it is really exciting.”
And Sansa’s face lightens up when she gains the first true smile of Brienne, laughing softly when she notices a little blush even. “A-Alright, if you like …”
“I’d love to,” Sansa reassures and leans forward to listen to the first of many stories to follow.
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