[there will always be a part of her going back to a time when the cameras burned hot on her skin, hotter than anything. where she had slipped and no one had caught her when she fell.
when the eyes were scrutinizing and it was every member of her family for themselves. but it's not like that now.
she can feel his fingers laced through hers, warm and steady. she focuses on his curls, his blue eyes and his smile and nothing else. jeyne tries to imagine that it's just them alone going for a dance, and she's just jeyne. and it seems that robb is okay with that.
(just jeyne.)
as he whispers her full name in her ear it leaves ghosts of fingers on the back of her neck, little goosebumps that are far from unpleasant. his breath is warm and it's safe there; folded in the crook of his arm.
she glances down, at their folded sides interwoven and her cheeks color as she looks up at him knowingly.]
Not every day I get to wear something like this.
[her face softens, not so guarded, nervous. all she needs to focus on is robb. one of jeyne's soft, amused smiles tugs at the corners of her mouth.]
I did dress up, after all. Hold me then, Robb Stark. Hold me and dance with me. [she then laughs a little, lifting one red heel]
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when the eyes were scrutinizing and it was every member of her family for themselves. but it's not like that now.
she can feel his fingers laced through hers, warm and steady. she focuses on his curls, his blue eyes and his smile and nothing else. jeyne tries to imagine that it's just them alone going for a dance, and she's just jeyne. and it seems that robb is okay with that.
(just jeyne.)
as he whispers her full name in her ear it leaves ghosts of fingers on the back of her neck, little goosebumps that are far from unpleasant. his breath is warm and it's safe there; folded in the crook of his arm.
she glances down, at their folded sides interwoven and her cheeks color as she looks up at him knowingly.]
Not every day I get to wear something like this.
[her face softens, not so guarded, nervous. all she needs to focus on is robb. one of jeyne's soft, amused smiles tugs at the corners of her mouth.]
I did dress up, after all. Hold me then, Robb Stark. Hold me and dance with me. [she then laughs a little, lifting one red heel]
Or I'll bring us both down.