1 Work by mriaow in A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
and grace, too by mriaow for daisysusan
22 Jul 2019
"Robb," he lies swiftly to introduce himself.
"And who's that then?" She jerks her head at the baby, still burbling milk down his front.
"I - he was born this morning, I haven't named him yet."
She snorts as they start walking again. "Had nine months and couldn't think of anything?"
"She - I didn't get to name the others," he says. His hand slides up to cup the boy's head, soft and impossibly small in his palm.