He could feel the throb of pain where her arrow had gone through the meat and muscle of his thigh. He remembered the old man’s eyes too, and the black blood rushing from his throat as the storm cracked overhead. But he remembered the grotto best of all, the look of her naked in the torchlight, the taste of her mouth when it opened under his. Ygritte, stay away. Go south and raid, go hide in one of those roundtowers you liked so well. You’ll find nothing here but death.
GoT meme | Anything [2/8] → Jon/Ygritte + faceless“I know I want you,” he heard himself say, all his vows and his honor all forgotten.
“We’ll go back to the cave” he said.
I’ve done plenty wrong.
If that boy’s still walking, it’s because you let him go.
You were wrong to love her, a voice whispered. You were wrong to leave her, a different voice insisted.
If I could show her Winterfell… give her a flower from the glass gardens, feast her in the Great Hall, and show her the stone kings on their thrones. We could bathe in the hot pools, and love beneath the heart tree while the old gods watched over us. The dream was sweet…but Winterfell would never be his to show.