The Snow Fell And The Castle Rose

Wildling King Jon x Queen in the North Sansa AU~

She remembers every moment of tyranny she has experienced, personal and political.  She remembers how it felt to be loved in Winterfell, and how it felt to be beaten and humiliated in Joffrey’s court.  How it felt to be highborn in the North, and a bastard in the Eyrie.  But most importantly she remembers how to be good, and kind, and full of light and life.  How to love others and inspire love herself.  She has remained resilient in the face of depression and oppression, and remembers every second of it.

And now she’s dedicated herself to fighting against tyranny wherever it is found. Not because she’s power hungry or manipulative, but because she knows how it is to be crushed by an archaic system of monarchs who would rather rule by fear than love.  

Sansa is gentle, intelligent, and restrained, while also being fiercly defensive of the freedom she has earned and the Kingdom she loves.  Her character has been maligned by show watchers and book readers alike, as naive and weak, but that has never been the case.  She is bold and self-sacrificing, willing to risk her life for the safety of others (Margaery, Blackwater, Lancel, etc.).  She has never been an afterthought to GRRM, and it has always been unbelievably foolish to dismiss the undeniable portrayal of feminine strength and resilience her character has been.  This was always her destiny, and it is so incredibly earned.  

She will be beautiful and just.  Singers will carry the tales of the Lady Wolf of Winterfell, who fought tooth and nail for the independence of her Kingdom.  She will be a Queen worthy of the most beautiful and romantic songs.

All hail Sansa Stark, Queen In The North.  

Jon Snow & Sansa Stark Book Parallels & Mentions 2/∞ : Finding comfort in their wolves

Strong hands grasped her by the shoulders, and for a moment Sansa thought it was her father, but when she turned, it was the burned face of Sandor Clegane looking down at her, his mouth twisted in a terrible mockery of a smile. “You are shaking, girl,” he said, his voice rasping. “Do I frighten you so much?"He did, and had since she had first laid eyes on the ruin that fire had made of his face, though it seemed to her now that he was not half so terrifying as the other. Still, Sansa wrenched away from him, and the Hound laughed, and Lady moved between them, rumbling a warning. Sansa dropped to her knees to wrap her arms around the wolf.  A Game Of Thrones, Sansa I

Jon: *guilt tripping Sansa to distract her from the fact that he gave her home away to a war criminal*

Sansa:

Dany: *claiming dominion over the North after just stepping one foot in Winterfell*

Sansa:

Sansa saying goodbye to Tyrion in the crypts:

Sansa noticing Dany making goo-goo eyes at Jon at the feast:

The Hound: *makes a rape joke, per usual*

Sansa internally:

Dany: We are going to take every soldier that can walk, wounded, tired or what not. And reclaim my throne no matter the cost.

Jon: Deal.

Sansa:

Jon: *making yet another “I am not a Stark” speech

Sansa, triggered:

Tyrion: You don’t have to be her friend. But why provoke her?

Sansa:

Sansa getting that letter from KL informing her that the wicked witch of the west is dead:

Sansa after she leaves KL, a place where she was prisoner for years, as an actual Queen and sister to the King of the remaining 6k:

Release the blade, Alicent.

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