“You were trying to distract me,” Alayne said and looked at Mya. “So I wouldn’t be so scared.” “You weren’t scared at all, were you? So I did more than try, m’lady.” “Oh,” Alayne’s eyes quickly darted to her father and back to Mya. “I’m no more a lady than you are.” Sure pass for one much better than any trueborn I’ve ever met. “Alayne, then,” Mya said instead. “We will rest for a bit in Stone. You will be able to eat something and warm up next to a fire. It didn't used to be this cold up here so early in the day.” “Winter is,” Alayne paused. “Uh, almost upon us.” The ironbound gate opened with a prolonged creak, allowing them entrance.
Mya Stone through the years, story told in snapshots, fragments and missing scenes. From her early childhood all the way up to the Tourney of the Brotherhood of Winged Knights. Follow Mya as she comes to terms with being a bastard, her place in the world, her sexuality, as she deals with love, heartbreak and stubborn mules.
Fic takes place in a slight AU where the time skip happens, filling the gap with the budding relationship between Mya and Alayne.
You can read chapter 4 here
"Winter is," Alayne paused. "Uh, almost upon us."
MY BABYYYY yay sansamya interactions 🎉
