“in a throne above them sat a dead man with the head of a wolf. he wore an iron crown and held a leg of lamb in one hand as a king might hold a scepter, and his eyes followed dany with mute appeal.”
daenerys targaryen and robb stark in the house of the undying. comm by mincy_art
That was long ago, though. They were all dead now. Jory, old Ser Rodrik, Lord Eddard, Harwin and Hullen, Cayn and Desmond and Fat Tom, Alyn with his dreams of knighthood, Mikken who had given him his first real sword. Even Old Nan, like as not. And Robb.Robb who had been more a brother to Theon than any son born of Balon Greyjoy’s loins. Murdered at the Red Wedding, butchered by the Freys. I should have been with him. Where was I? I should have died with him.
modern au where tywin is a master chess player and has never lost (he came a few times close but out of mysterious reasons he always won) comes to a family dinner with the starks, baratheons and lannisters. the evening is terribly boring until he sees robb playing chess with tommen. tywin walks over and is like “let the old folks show you what real chess looks like” and pushes tommen away so he could play. he lost and lost and lost. until they’re sixed round when tywin snapped and threw the chess board into robbs face. robb had a broken nose and a massive fight ensured
