King Elk Forest -- when the ones that damn the innocent are on the nightly news

his response is not good enough for her but she didn't know what else she expected, honestly.  but of course she doesn't say it, instead dipping her chin.  yeah. i gotta.  she'd be a piss-poor counselor now.

oh.  congratulations.  it isn't hollow per se, yet it still isn't as cheerful as she would have been for him, well, before.  right-hand man.

somewhere, a pang of jealousy hits her like an afterthought.  but there's no time for that anymore.

absolutely, delight.  although i don't recall it with the same fondness.  she shrugs.  she would have followed him to the ends of the earth, she would have fought for him, and once again it comes to her that this isn't fair.  that cold-hearted bastard had two wolves who might die for him, and poor little brienne had nothing.  nobody.


whenever you want.  seek me out.  or don't, y'know.  who knew, with recent developments, how long she'd really be around.