The game of throne




Our story is unsullied,

Our passion rules us like the King in the north.
Although winter is coming,
What we feel for each other is Stark.

They can shoot at us their canisters,
But we will thrive like the Lanisters.
We will keep going strong despite the opposition,
Even the night king can’t stand in the way of our love.

I swear my love to you,
In the name of all the old gods and the new.
I’ll give anything for you,
From my little finger to my soul.

Our Love is born of fire,
Our safe word in bed is Dracarys.
What we have going for us is pure liquid metal,
Even the mother of dragons would melt in it.

A man had no name before he met you,
You gave me a reason to live.
I’ll be Jamie, if you’ll be Cerci,
Together till the very end—always and forever.

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