fuck yeah Rhaegar & Lyanna

“Prince Rhaegar loved his Lady Lyanna and thousands died for it”
{A Dance with Dragons, Chapter 67}

onceicouldfeel:

A Song of Ice and Fire cast: Katie McGraht as Lyanna Stark.

“Promise me, Ned”, his sister had whispered from her bed of blood. She had loved the scent of winter roses.

Nobody would survive Rhaegar Targaryen - not his wife Elia and not his lover Lyanna. Both died for the love they bore him, both before their time.

joannalannister:

“A little closer,” you whisper over the screams. “Just a little closer, brother.”  Swords always spoke to me louder than words. I never realized they speak with your voice.

Clack! Brandon! Brandon! Clack! Clack!                                                                   

I watched you from the edge of the godswood, Lyanna, regretting for once the new weight on my hip that meant I was too old for duels with broken branches. What you lacked in form you made up in relentless enthusiasm. I never crossed swords with you, not even wooden ones. I couldn’t have fought you anyway, not even with steel in our hands, perfectly countering each other’s thrusts.

I looked for you in the Barrowlands, riding the Rills alone. A wolf is not meant to be without a pack. I never saw a she-wolf in all my wandering there, never found another who bled winter, though not for lack of trying – a bloody sword is a beautiful thing. But they were all only women; I devoured them, until there was naught left but bones.

I never danced with you at the tourney. What if I saw the pain in your eyes over our respective marriages? Worse, what if I didn’t? I wasn’t sure. I did not know how you felt. I understand not the reasons behind what you did, nor what you didn’t. Only winter is certain.

I was never shy about taking what I wanted. But wild, old creatures like you were not meant to be taken. They have minds of their own, and must come of their own accord. For Rhaegar to take you…or so I believed…. I rode like an avalanche down on King’s Landing.

“A little closer,” you whisper over the screams. “Just a little closer, brother.” Swords always spoke to me louder than words. I never realized they speak with your voice.

Until now.

Is the shining steel that hangs at the tips of my fingers – so close the middle one brushes it, hard and sharp and cold – is it a blade? Or is it your soul I am finally so close to reaching, Lyanna? I do not know anymore. I only know I need it, more than anything I have ever needed in life.

“Just a little closer, Brandon.” Who is screaming, Lyanna? He sounds like someone I used to know. I need to reach you.

“Just a little closer, brother.” The swords will sing, North and South. You have the worst singing voice, sister, painful as a knife on glass, even to me.

“Just a little closer, love.” I do love you, Lyanna. I do. But I cannot. My shoulders ache. The snare bites into my neck. I am trapped, dying.

I never understood how you felt, until now.

I have reached you after all.

Brandon Stark | Ghosts of the Rebellion

songsofwolves:

“He remembered Rhaegar’s infant son , the red ruin of his skull , and the way the king had turned away , as he turned away in Darry’s audience hall not so long ago . He could still hear Sansa pleading , as Lyanna had pleaded once.”

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asoiaf series:  Lyanna Stark {as The Knight of the Laughing Tree}

“You saw her beauty, but not the iron underneath.”

asoiaf series:Rhaegar Targaryen & Lyanna Stark

“And the mystery knight should defeat all challengers and name the wolf maid the queen of love and beauty.”
“She was,” said Meera. “But that’s a sadder story.”
 
- A Storm of Swords, pg. 283

“The dragon prince sang a song so sad it made the wolf maid sniffle, but when her pup brother teased her for crying she poured wine over his head.”

- A Storm of Swords, pg. 281

thefallentree:

asoiaf series:

Rubies flew like drops of blood from the chest of a dying prince, and he sank to his knees in the water and with his last breath murmured a woman’s name…
-A Clash of Kings, pg. 706