i'll be your shelter | rebekah & rhaegar
[smiles at him, her eyes quickly scanning him to look for any major wounds in need of treatment] I thought your wounds might need some mending. [she gestures for her handmaid to place the tray on the small table beside the bed] I’m sure no one comes out of a two-man siege without at least a scratch.
[glances at the maid she had brought in with her and smiles at them both politely before returning his gaze to Rebekah with a slight chuckle] You should see the other men. [jokes, the small laugh alone causing him some discomfort and winces] I– I'm afraid the bastard sliced my side open though. Excuse my language. [says though he's clearly not remorseful about it]















