theghostofspring



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    “Yes, Lord Stark has come to town to help his mother bring out his eldest sister,” Tyrion said, pouring Jaime a glass of wine. “I understand he also plans to take his seat in the House of the Law. His uncle Edmure has been gathering time for him to give his maiden speech.”

    “Yes, yes,” Jaime said irritably. “That’s not what matters and you know it. Well?”

    Tyrion sighed. “He's nineteen, well-favored, and as far as I know, neither demented nor stupid. And not a hint of a betrothal. Sorry.”

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    It had never occurred to Jaime once, in the three solid months he’d spent in the pen, that Robb Stark could make his imprisonment worse by giving him a bath, a warm bed, and some decent food to eat.

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    “A friend from Derry tells me that Lord Stark is entering the tourney at the Crossings,” Tyrion said.

    “He’s what?” Jaime said incredulously. “His first tourney at forty?”

    “Not that Lord Stark,” Tyrion said. “The young one. Robb, I think his name is.”

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    "Double or nothing," said Webster abruptly.

    "How exactly do you mean to double 'everything I had?'" said Ash. He meant it to come out level, but there was a quaver in his voice.

    "One more trick," Webster said. "Play, and win or lose you will walk away with your fortune." Ash stared at him. Webster made an impatient gesture. "I don't want or need your money. Or your house. Or your coat and shirt, come to that."

    It was an offer of princely generosity. Ash's mouth was dry. "And what would you have from me?" he asked.

    Something flared in Webster's cool expression for a moment, like a shark flashing a fin in still waters. "A month," he said.

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    It's his reflection. Lan Wangji can look at it for as long as he wants. It's just boring to do so. Who really likes staring at their reflection, anyway? It's normal to finish your mirror-related tasks as quickly as possible and then move on.

    Lan Wangji attempts to move on, and the itch under his skin climbs all the way up into his skull to attack his brain. He watches his reflection as his posture shifts, his shoulders softening and curling in slightly, one of his hips cocking to add a curve to his spine. He lets his hand settle lightly on his hip, drawing more attention to the curve, and twists his torso so there's more of a contrast between the indent of his waist and the sway of his hip, tipping his head so his hair drapes further down over his shoulder. He meets his own eyes and for just an instant he sees someone else, someone softer, someone prettier—

    Heart hammering, Lan Wangji rips himself away from the mirror and towels off his hair with shaking hands.

    Or: Lan Zhan learns how to be happy.

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