Jun 29, 2016
@krakensofpyke continued from [x]
Mischief sparkled in the Greyjoy’s black eyes. “Is that so, Lady Stark?” he said with a smile, “Afraid that someone might catch you at something ill-befitting of a lady?”
Sansa scrambled to hide everything from Theon, she hated that stupid know-it-all smile. It was if he could read her mind and it set her cheeks burning. “Stop it,” She snapped back at him despite his not actually doing anything. She stood up to block the notes between she and Jeyne. If he read them she’d be mortified.
