“What do you fear, lady?' he asked. 'A cage,' she said.”; any

[Ygritte]

It felt good to breath in the frozen air of a forest she found so intimately familiar. Many walks had been taken through these naked trees with no company but her own thoughts. The salmon and cocoa mare finds the quiet pleasing after the scurry of hooves from horses seeking a future, security. The once queen now moves along with no agenda and no destination. Kreios had thankfully lifted the burden from her own shoulders to his own. The tall, spotted male that still held a kingly air about him. He would always hold that aura.

A sliver of a smile touches the edges of her lips as she thinks of him and soon her thoughts drift over the beautiful faces of their children, each encompassing the very best of their parents. But in the midst of this all, Kreios had found a way to tug Ygritte back to him, floating against the current and holding her close. Ygritte wonders where the stallion was off to.

He was like a caged bird that she fought to keep. He desired her, kept her close, but Ygritte felt that what she gave was not enough. The woman desired to be caressed, stroked like a fire, to burn brightly against him. She missed the tenderness of affection, the whisper of sweet words with sly glances.

A huff follows in a small frozen plume of air as amber pools gaze over the vastness of her frozen forest. The wildflowers she loved so much were gone. The trees stood like poorly trained soldiers attempting to hold the fortress. Trouble crossed her delicate features as she shook the thoughts from her head. Now was not the time to fret over trivial things she could not control. Instead the woman walks, loosing herself against the light flakes of a winter snowfall.

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