More people need to talk abt book jon and tyrion. I love them together. They even have a little inside joke between them. They like really hit it off ykwim.
Do you guys ever think that tyrion thinks that if he were not a dwarf he would spar and wrestle and do whatever brothers do together for fun with Jaime. But he isn't so they can't. That his father would've been proud of him. His sister would've tolerated him. But he is a dwarf at the end of the day. Maybe he could have a dragon instead.
Just found out that dragon bones in asoiaf are black. That's cool asf
Girl, you made me giggle. How can I ever repay you?
I would've LOVED getting Robb POV chapters but alas. Even GRRM said he wished he wrote Robb POV chapters like uhgg. I want to know more abt my tragic boyyđ©
Tommen would be into skibidi toilet
I fear I may kill myself if jon and daenerys never meet.
"Robert would never harm me or any of mine. We were closer than brothers. He loves me"
- Ned Stark
Will we have the chance to read Marvolo's conversation with Voldemort in Canis Major as well? It would be really interesting to see that moment from Voldemort's POV.
Yes, we will see the scene in Canis Major.
here, a little snippet:
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The child looks like her. And yet, when the boy realises heâs been caught and he whirls around, Voldemort can recognise Sirius in him, too.Â
It angers him to see proof of that marriage, to see the fruit of it, alive, not just in a picture.Â
The eyes are Siriusâ andâŠthe anger mixes with something else. Painful, unwanted, a foreign feeling blooming in the pit of his stomach.Â
The boy is unnaturally tall for his age, looks like he should be at Hogwarts already. Voldemort noticed the other children as they fled, and this boy was towering over the others. Yet his features are still very childish, and his eyes widen with fear.Â
Siriusâ eyes.Â
Voldemort doesnât know how to make himself look less frightening. Oh, he suspects he still has the skill to fool a grown man, if heâs so inclined, to appear harmless, but childrenâŠchildren, in all their stupidity, often have better instincts.Â
âWhich Black are you?â he asks, stopping in the doorway, in an attempt to reassure the child, give him space.Â
Youâre blocking the door, though. His only way out.Â
He knows the boyâs name. Oh, how he knows it. But he wants to hear it. He hadnât heard that name out loud, not since he was four and Cole told him his full name. Never after that.Â
The child rises his chin, defiant, proud, even if still afraid.Â
âMarvolo.âÂ
It sounds unreal. He still canât believe it.Â
âQuite an odd name,â he says. âI thought Blacks favour stars and constellations. What does it mean?âÂ
The child looks around, quickly, trying to find another way out of the room.Â
There isnât any.Â
âIâm named after a special friend of my Fatherâs,â he says, and Voldemortâs heart twists, viciously.Â