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              *   the  princess  bride  starters  . 

           there  are  few  moments  where  a  smile  does  not  grace   her  lips  or  shines  through  her  eyes.     a  contrast   from  the  man  questioning   her  expression  now.   many  of  the  times  when  she  glances  over  at  grandfather  his  lips  are  pulled  in  a  seemingly  permanent  frown ,    and  she  is  never  sure  why.    reasons  beyond  what  a  sheltered  princess  could  comprehend   perhaps  ,    but   she’s  curious   albeit  a  little  afraid  to  inquire  about  it  directly.    though  he  was  family   he  was  incredibly    (  intimidating   )    and  they  were  not  close  enough  for  her  to  feel   as  if  she  could  speak  freely.   

𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖙𝖞𝖜𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗,     𝖏𝖔𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆.     𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖙.    she remembers the words of her father far too well.      handed over to her cousin like she was nothing.     she was a woman after all,     was she not?      looked down upon,      trodden on,      treated not as an equal,      𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜,     𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌.     without them the names of their loved great houses would cease to exist.      but instead,     they were seen as possessions to give and take as their families pleased.     but tywin has always been kind to her,     since childhood.     she remembers him,     but only briefly.       𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍,      𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.     nothing like her own either.     he dared not sheath his claws,     even when all seemed calm and quiet.     this,      she liked.       but they had much to learn before she could begin to love him.

she would soon be his,      as it stands by law.      her body will be his,      𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖈𝖍 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖎𝖉 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖒𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗’𝖘     and she will bear him many heirs with the LANNISTER NAME.       𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍,      𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚘𝚗      𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚜.      but you are no mere kitten for him to play with.      he will not toy with you and cast you aside,      you refuse to bend to his will.     bend to his way.      it will be a compromise      :      you will both give and take.       𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬,      𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲.

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐋,     𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃   !

❛      YOU DON’T ALREADY?      i was             i was told you did!     it’s the only reason i accepted this union!      ❜      her voice is raised,     bordering between shock and hurt.      then it falls,      &&      the facade drops,      before joanna smiles at him and gives a slow shake of her head.      𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖞 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖗,      𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑.      he may not like it.      you have been told he has grown hard.     that he is now colder.     𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙷𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙰 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚁.      not the boy you once knew.      nevertheless joanna reaches over,      a hand laid upon his own.      ❛      i jest,     tywin.     i would like the chance to love you in return.     i would rather not have a loveless marriage.     if i am to share your bed,     share my body with you           we should learn more of each other besides   𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐝.      ❜

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