Robb notices her flinch and the moment he wants to pull his hands back she is holding them firmly. Her hands still feel soft against his. Soft, kind, warm and gentle. The touch reminds me of those moments a long time ago. Where she was his wife and he was the ruler of a kingdom. And gods, how he had missed her lips. He can't help his body from trembling when she kisses his fingers, even the pathetic stumps that were left.
"I am... You would not want me when you would..." But when she presses his hand against her cheek he stops speaking and breathes harshly through his nose as he presses his lips tightly onto each other. And finally he turns away.
"It is kind of you to still think so highly of me..."
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Date: 2017-06-11 08:46 pm (UTC)"I am... You would not want me when you would..." But when she presses his hand against her cheek he stops speaking and breathes harshly through his nose as he presses his lips tightly onto each other. And finally he turns away.
"It is kind of you to still think so highly of me..."