Great minds Taste Alike

I am a bastard girl now. Alayne Stone has no claim.

caesaretluna:

"nope"

- everyone

tak3offy0urcolours:

telltalespider:

wow

holy shit

I dreamt of a maid at a feast, with purple serpents in her hair, venom dripping from their fangs. / The bells were ringing, slow and mournful. Ringing, ringing, ringing. They had rung for King Robert the same way. Joffrey was dead, he was dead, he was dead, dead, dead.