⟪ She peers in through the holes in Maple's carrier door, her smile sharp-toothed, but at least as genuine as it gets with Cersei.
The path downhill, at least, is friendly than the one going up to Salshira in the first place, and now that the storm has not made a sudden return, the path is cleared as well. There is, of course, not a single pile of snow that Tybolt does not jump into headfirst as far as his lead will allow him, but that just seems par for the course with walking a lion. ⟫
Tell me of your new place, though. I hardly asked before. Do you live on your own?
⟪ There is no concept that strikes her as wilder, an unwed woman living all by herself, and there's a hint of curious admiration there, too, just at the mere possibility. ⟫
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⟪ She peers in through the holes in Maple's carrier door, her smile sharp-toothed, but at least as genuine as it gets with Cersei.
The path downhill, at least, is friendly than the one going up to Salshira in the first place, and now that the storm has not made a sudden return, the path is cleared as well. There is, of course, not a single pile of snow that Tybolt does not jump into headfirst as far as his lead will allow him, but that just seems par for the course with walking a lion. ⟫
Tell me of your new place, though. I hardly asked before. Do you live on your own?
⟪ There is no concept that strikes her as wilder, an unwed woman living all by herself, and there's a hint of curious admiration there, too, just at the mere possibility. ⟫