Gifts for Marquise
5 Jul 2012
An examination of Lysa Tully Arryn within the constructs of the five stages of grief/loss.
"By the time the war is over, and her husband returns home (how glad she is, she must be, she tells herself), Lysa scarcely recognizes the woman in the mirror. Her eyes are granite, her mouth is steel, and she scarcely remembers the girl who drank and laughed and danced with a boy that she loved. Surely, she decides, that must have been someone else, and not myself.
Surely, she wonders, she was never that happy."
31 Dec 2012
Written for the GoT-Exchange, for the prompt: "Petyr/Sansa: He sees more of himself than of Cat in her."
"He had never known, in those days, how utterly perfect she would become – and as a result, how incredibly out of his reach. Perhaps I taught her too well."