@donahontes. starter call.
“ Can a man still be brave when he is afraid ? ” The top of the branch poked the fire out of boredom, furs got brought tighter around her neck as the wintry breeze began to reach the young lady. Sansa did not look anything like Lagertha. She was a princess, nothing like a shield-maiden or even a farmer. She was just the exact opposite of what she could possibly be. Her hair as red as the blood, Lagertha’s as blonde as the sun. The warrior shoved a couple of meat in her mouth while mulling on Sansa’s question. “ I will say that yes, especially with fear. It is the fear that pushes people to strike. What are you afraid of Lady Sansa ? ” she asked, offering her some food from the tip of her fingers.
