[He feels there is a great deal about himself that he should explain, his mistakes and wrongs. There was a list of those that had been hurt by him, extending to this place as well, it frightened him to consider adding another so soon after she came to this world. But she was pushing off him, removing the last of her clothes, leaving him both speechless and breathless.
'You should not think too hard about it. Let things happen as they will, Robb of House Stark.'
It was a plunge, a drop beneath his feet, but what was there but to do it? Did he want to be miserable and alone? Did he want to be surrounded by quiet and memories rather than actually living with the last chance he had left? Gritting his teeth, he got to his feet and followed her, taking her hand and lead her towards his bed. He kicked off the rest of his clothes along the way.
Naked, vulnerable and nervous, he turned towards Armeria and drew her closer, taking the time to look over her body. It was an act of cherishing, an act of exploration he needed. The only spooked horse he was trying to soothe was himself.
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'You should not think too hard about it. Let things happen as they will, Robb of House Stark.'
It was a plunge, a drop beneath his feet, but what was there but to do it? Did he want to be miserable and alone? Did he want to be surrounded by quiet and memories rather than actually living with the last chance he had left? Gritting his teeth, he got to his feet and followed her, taking her hand and lead her towards his bed. He kicked off the rest of his clothes along the way.
Naked, vulnerable and nervous, he turned towards Armeria and drew her closer, taking the time to look over her body. It was an act of cherishing, an act of exploration he needed. The only spooked horse he was trying to soothe was himself.
He couldn't help but chuckle at his response.]
I'm not normally so afraid.