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    Your sister, Lyanna writes, not bothering with greetings beyond the name on the missive, is being urged to make an heir. A host of suitors will descend on us, as quickly as they are able, I suspect, and gods be good, the whole situation will be over soon, and the security of the North secured.

     

    Post-AU Canon where a number of characters never died because I would like them to be alive.

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    “I take this man,” Sansa says, joy bubbling up in her throat as she reaches for Oberyn’s hand.

     

    He helps her to kneel and she spends a moment looking at the Heart Tree, wondering if Bran is watching, before bowing her head in prayer. Her heart is too full for words, so she simply breathes in the peace of the forest and savors the warmth of her husband’s hand. She glances over when she feels his grip tighten slightly, only to find him peering at her through his bangs as he keeps his head bowed.

     

    There’s a crash of leaves that disturbs the silence and Winter comes tearing into the clearing, having clearly escaped her minders. She skids to a stop before crashing into Sansa, throws her head back and starts a rusty little puppy howl.

     

    Ghost raises his head, but no sound escapes, and then there comes a chorus of howls from the forest around them and she can’t help but laugh.

     

    “I love you,” he breathes as they rise, and she feels like she has wings.

     

    Arya is the first to throw her head back and howl with the wolves — followed by the rest of the North and then, probably actually thinking it part of the ceremony, those from Dorne do likewise as she leans up and kisses Oberyn one more time.

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