Good. c: I have some written already, I just need to figure out where exactly it’s headed and whether to post it in parts or finish writing it first and then post it in one go.
The ceremony passed as in a dream. Sansa did all that was required of her. There were prayers and vows and singing, and tall candles burning, a hundred dancing lights that the tears in her eyes transformed into a thousand. Thankfully no one seemed to notice that she was crying as she stood there, wrapped in her father’s colors; or if they did, they pretended not to. In what seemed no time at all, they came to the changing of the cloaks.
Would any of you be interested in a Sebtana AU with florist!Seb and customer!San and a bunch of flower meanings thrust into your face or would that simply be too ooc for them
