[ They couldn't be more different if they tried. Maria didn't remember her parents or if she had any siblings, just the Cainhurst Knights, just her relative Annalise, Queen of the Vilebloods. She recalled becoming a Hunter to the Castle then after that Gehrman and the First Hunters. Memories of being on horseback and learning how to fight with great dexterity instead of relying on her Bloodtinge.
Perhaps Sansa had survived so that she could be brought here? So that they could meet and influence one another's lives? The Beast Hunter and the Direwolf.
Maria has been admiring Sansa's hair all this time too. She'd never seen such a vibrant shade before, like an autumn sunset or embers dancing from the flames. As her touch strays to Maria's neck, a breath hitched in her throat.
She was close to her cravat, her bloodstained cravat that was tucked in just enough to hide it. Did Maria even scar anymore? She didn't want Sansa to find out and so she delicately took her fingers, kissing the back of them, before pressing them to her chest, letting her feel the immortal heartbeat that thumped beneath it.
Maria blinked slowly, long lashes hiding her eyes for but a moment. Threading her fingers between Sansa's where they rest upon her leg, Maria moved forward and pressed her lips once more against her lovers. Letting out a small breath, a small sight as she moved her lips to part and close, feeling them drag and catch Sansa's between and below them. It felt wonderful, even if she wasn't sure what she was doing. ]
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Perhaps Sansa had survived so that she could be brought here? So that they could meet and influence one another's lives? The Beast Hunter and the Direwolf.
Maria has been admiring Sansa's hair all this time too. She'd never seen such a vibrant shade before, like an autumn sunset or embers dancing from the flames. As her touch strays to Maria's neck, a breath hitched in her throat.
She was close to her cravat, her bloodstained cravat that was tucked in just enough to hide it. Did Maria even scar anymore? She didn't want Sansa to find out and so she delicately took her fingers, kissing the back of them, before pressing them to her chest, letting her feel the immortal heartbeat that thumped beneath it.
Maria blinked slowly, long lashes hiding her eyes for but a moment. Threading her fingers between Sansa's where they rest upon her leg, Maria moved forward and pressed her lips once more against her lovers. Letting out a small breath, a small sight as she moved her lips to part and close, feeling them drag and catch Sansa's between and below them. It felt wonderful, even if she wasn't sure what she was doing. ]