nurselaney reblogged
roslin x edmure → after the red wedding
There is more between them now than these iron bars. She reaches out for him; delicate fingers stretching towards his face in some feeble attempt to rekindle what they had shared just a few hours ago. The beating her brothers have given him has dulled his senses somewhat, but he manages to catch her hand before she has the chance to clean the dried blood off his lip, and with what little strength remains to him he speaks:
“You knew.”
