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  1. Public Bookmark 57

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    "I remember when you were young… hot-blooded," Ormund started, voice scarcely above a whisper as he pushed aside Gwayne's other leg and dipped his head down to kiss along his thigh. "I allowed you all of those flights of fancy you couldn't seem to ignore. Jousts, tourneys, feasts. The hour would grow late and you would vanish beyond my grasp with some handsome young thing you'd hounded for hours."

    "I allowed it because I knew you would compare," Ormund's kisses burned as they neared the joint of his hip. "At every moment you would compare them to me and find them lacking." He released Gwayne's thighs and pressed his palms into the bed, rising up to meet Gwayne once again, the tips of their noses so nearly brushing. "The best deterrent for your straying was to let you disappoint yourself."

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    set after episode 7, ormund is not yet done making a point of gwayne's doomed riverlands excursion. gwayne has missed him enough to tolerate it

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    19 Sep 2026

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    He's better than Ormund at many things, always has been. Dueling (not grappling, never grappling), riding (but not hunting), humility over pride.

    Over the many years, he's learned that throwing the fight has a better outcome than beating his lordly cousin in any competition.

    Ormund is the Head of Hightower House, after all. Sometimes the knee must be bent.

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    "He was awful to you, earlier." Daeron looked distinctly uncomfortable as they sat together in what now passed for Gwayne's room in Tumbleton, a chess board between them. His nephew was wringing his hands as though they were wet rags and Daeron a washerwoman. "Those things he said..."

    {The false empathic look, paired with 'I'm sure you found solace with some of your brothers in arms'}

    Gwayne stared at the floor, counting the cracks he found there. "Put it from your mind, Daeron. It was meant to humiliate me, not you. Long has he missed throwing his knives at me, in my absence. That is all that was. His idea of fun. A warm welcome home, if you will."

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    20 Aug 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 59

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    He’d ordered the servants to inform him the moment his cousin finished bathing. And now that Gwayne stood before him, clean at last, Ormund could finally have a proper look at him.

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    13 Aug 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 42

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    Ormund realizes that against the man who takes up his every waking thought, the faith of the seven cannot compare.

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    13 Aug 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 12

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    “I said I’m not gonna leave now,” he tells Yoshiki one evening, as they cycle beyond the park. “And if I was gonna just run off, I wouldn’t do it when you’re with me, would I? That would just be dumb.”

    Yoshiki doesn’t say anything back, just continues cycling ahead. There are beads of sweat soaking the collar of Yoshiki’s t-shirt, and it feels like he’s chasing him for the rest of the ride.

    He could probably catch up, but he doesn’t try, just enjoys the feeling of the chase, giddy and breathless with it, barely able to contain the feeling to this small body.

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    15 Oct 2025