21 w lady brienne?

thenoblehouseofdayne:

{anything 4 u bb}

You looked up at her from the ground, panting, forehead slicked with sweat, feeling the aching and burning of your muscles as Brienne smiled and turned away, ending your lessons in combat as normal, with you lying on your back, wiped out.

“Better luck tomorrow, Lady Y/N.”

“I bet I could beat you, if I really tried.”

She lifted an eyebrow. “Really? Should we give it another go, then?”

After considering the bruises you were already going to sport tomorrow, you reconsidered. “On second thought, I’ll give you a pass for today.”