I. Love. This. Story.
Pretty much in love with these three, too. Please please please let us know what happens! This whole story has been a wonderful mix of sweet and dirty, and so real I can see and hear them like I'm there (and wow, do I ever wish I was!).
Thank you! I can't wait to read more :)
can't wait for the next chapters!
Up to Chapter 16, trying to catch up between sewing projects, truly enjoyable tale! A lovely fantasy it is, two men to dote on our lovely Brienne!
Chapter 31:
Oh, I am going to enjoy this, I think. I love seeing this primal side of Brienne: "It seemed as though all of her past life had suddenly been wiped away, and what was left was ancient and savage." It's absolutely glorious, and something always hovering at the edge, when she fought, when she defended her charges. She is so powerful, and always has been, but they've set her free to know it.
I love this...
Chapter 32:
Oh, dear gods, they are breaking my heart a bit. All three of them, wicked things that they are. They are so ery beautiful together, their strengths magnified, and the sore, sad places diminished by the light of each other's love. How very wonderful this is to read, and so very bittersweet to think how it might end.
Gorgeous, gorgeous chapter...
Chapter 33:
And for those of us who love it, just a sweet bit of homoerotic yumminess...the perfect contrast to the starkness of Tormund's story.
I'm quite sure neither Brienne nor Clegane could quite comprehend what life is like north of the Wall. Hard, fast, often cut short well before time, but still always on one's own terms. Freedom paid for with the last breath of someone beloved. And despite it all, Tormund clings to hope, and to tomorrow. They are all so strong but in different ways, and the sum of them is perfect.
Chapter 30:
Never apologize for the sex scenes. You do them so well, I can promise you I'll be having lovely dreams tonight.
I'm quite enjoying the emerging game between Tormund and Clegane, except it really isn't a game, as Tormund knows too well. They are, after all, a clan, and by Tormund's lights, it would be only natural for Clegane and Tormund to find pleasure together as well. Perhaps Clegane will get to understand that, and complete things. One can hope...
Chapter 18:
Honestly, I am beginning to quite like Clegane. He was rather neatly handled by the wildling and the dwarf, wasn't he? But I do think he's right. He was meant to be the one all along, even if it means ending up battered and possibly maimed. I don't think Brienne will go as far as death, although Tyrion certainly courted it.
Such a lovely story!
Chapter 19:
I'm just going to say I adore Brienne. Completely. No one else could ever make Clegane and Tormund jump to heel quite so firmly, and no one else could ever see them for who they are as well as she does. They really are hers, aren;t they?
I'd grumble about the cliffhanger, but I'm behind, so I have lots to enjoy yet. So, off to read some more!
Chapter 20:
This line: "In short, she welcomed him with her whole body, and it was a thing of beauty, just like Brienne herself." It just sums up this chapter for me perfectly. This entire chapter was a thing of beauty, the perfect consummation of a brilliant slow burn, and the beginning of a new reality for all three of them.
I am in awe of how deftly you handled this. Truly, one of the best first times I've ever read.