April 23 2013, 03:12 AM
Can you imagine the day after Joanna's death for Tywin? He'd wake up in the morning only to see her side of the bed empty. Eating breakfast, alone. Passing by the children's room and not seeing her there with Cersei and Jaime. Not being able to convey any intimacies to anyone because she's the only one he could actually just... BE. Feasts, namedays. Day after day. Until... He feels nothing. Sigh... I smell a fanfic because JOANNA FEELS.
This fanfic actually ruined my life tho. I don’t know if I could survive another like what you describe. MY BABIES. MY BABIESSSSSSS.