"Arya has no manors." sansa whispered. "Gods mashed potato in my hair." she looked back at Jae through the mirror. "Thank you."
"Least I can do." Jae assured helping her rinse out the potato, running a wet cloth through her hair.
"How are you so perfect?" Sansa asked with a sigh.
"Im far from it." Jae countered.
"You arent flustered around new people. Everyone loves you. You are always so put together and handsome and smell nice..." her words faded off and Jae chuckled.
"Can I tell you a secret?" Jae pondered and Sansa nodding turning to face him. "I was a skinny kid all knees and elbows. I wasnt charming i was quite awkward. I remember I was cleaning up the stables and I stepped in dung then a pretty girl walked by me. Smelled what was stinking up my shoes and ran away laughing. "
"Oh no." Sansa whispered she couldn't imagine Jae being less than perfect.
"That girl ran into your uncle Brandons arms and I was left a fool". Jae smiled at the memory. "I think you are quite wonderful. The prince will too."
"Thank you Jae".
"Goodnight Sansa".
"Jae you are such a lair." Benjen muttered as he came out of sansas room.
"What do you mean?" Jae mused.
"That wasnt you. That was me." Benjen declared. "You were always perfect. I had stepped in dung and that pretty girl ran straight to you."
"Oh thats right". Jae chuckled. "My mistake".
"You are a terror". Benjen teased.
"I have horror stories from my youth yours just seemed more horrific". Jae remarked.
"You are a dick." Benjen declared and Jae laughed out.
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'Rough night imp?' Sandor questioned fixing his boots.
'If I get through this without scratching one end or the other it will be a miracle.' Tyrion told him drunkenly, his head was spinning, he hated the north.
'Didn't pick you for a hunter.'
'I am the greatest in the land my spear never misses.' he said drunkenly, his words slurred.
'It's not hunting if you pay for it.' Sandor remarked getting up as Tyrion closed his eyes again leaning against the stables.
"Good morning all." Jae remarked happily.
"Ah Gatsby!" Tyrion jumped up and stumbled towards him.
"Lord Tyrion. A pleasure." Jae offered glancing back at Ned.
"I am going to see the wall always wanted to see it but after I wanted to pop by the manor." Tyrion declared. "Would that be alright?"
"Of course. You are always welcome". Jae answered kindly.
"Ahh good lad you are". Tyrion declared.
'I know what I'm putting you through. Thank you for saying yes. I only ask you because I need you. You're a loyal friend. You hear me? A loyal friend. The last one I've got." Robert remarked
'I hope I'll serve you well.' Ned told him.
'You will. Gatsby. Come on slugger. Lets see if you still can still shoot." Robert declared.
"Fancy lord and hunter?" Sandor mused.
"Im alright". Jae agreed.
"Modest that one is. Gatsby is wonderful so skilled even as a child". Ned remarked.
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Mirrorball // Sansa Stark
FanfictionSansa Stark always wanted the lush and lavish life, Jae Gatsby had it. But the king had others plans for her in westeros. Can Gatsby save her from the game of thrones or will he get swept up in the madness? 🐺 "Hush, I know they say the end is nea...
