Winterfell
Information.
Independent
Eddard Stark.
From ASOIAF
highly selctive && private.
EST. 6/20/15
Mun is of age.
NSFW will be present.
Written by ELLA!!
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█ ▌►WIFE


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                 & she dove in his lips, the embrace & his love, the small candle burning inside of her having a flash of its flame, so big & so bright, BLINDING. to love a man so throughly and with all of her living, a feat only in poetry & stories she heard as she grew by the river. it felt like it has never had a beginning, as if she had loved this man all her life. & after all the things they went through, the lies he told her in the past, nothing mattered. NOTHING COULD MAKE THEM PART WAYS.

                 as they parted their lips, she rested her forehead against his,& sighed, a smile dancing on her mouth. her eyes closed, she didn’t have to look at him as long as her body was near him. 

                 « i love you. » she mumbled quietly. no lie. only truth. 
                 only L O V E.

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                                        She had turned him to a fool, a fool mad with love.       

                                                                    ‘ and I love you ‘                                        

      Large arms, protectively wrapped around her delicate frame as they stood together, not as man and woman, but as one. There were often times, when he held her close that a wave of guilt would plague his brain. If not for his brothers death; Eddard would never have taken Catelyn as his wife, his children, their children would have never been born. 

                             One’s sacrifice, payed for anothers’ joy…

     Eddard wished to clear his mind of the sorrowful thoughts, for they brought no rapture & Eddard wished nothing more than to hold Catelyn tight in his arms. He beauty, however familiar never ceased to excite him. Her skin; pure as fresh fallen snow, her eyes; traditional Tullly blue, clear as a cloudless sky & her hair, ( how he had always loved her hair ) kissed by fire. She was truly an exquisite beauty.

                                                      ‘ How I wish we could remain like this   

HW