a song of sansa stark: and why she shouldn’t have knelt
yes, sansa would’ve gotten “hate” for not kneeling to tyrion, like she refused to kneel for him in the books.
but can we just examine how messed up that is, please?
she is being forced to marry a man from the family that is responsible for her father’s death. the family that is fighting the rest of the starks (her own family). the family that has had a hand in her physical and emotional abuse. the family that ambushed a thirteen year old girl into wedding and (she fears) bedding with a man she does not trust.
the show portrays her only inhibitions stemming from the fact that he is a dwarf. that’s problematic, because it ignores her circumstances.
and after all that, people would still vilify sansa stark for not kneeling to a lannister.
so, no, i will not be thankful that sansa is now more sympathetic to the viewers. she was sympathetic enough in her predicaments, she did not need to kneel.
Craven, Jaime thought, as Brienne fought to stifle her moans. Can it be? They took my sword hand. Was that all I was, a sword hand? Gods be good, is it true? The wench had the right of it. He could not die. Cersei was waiting for him. She would have need of him. And Tyrion, his little brother, who loved him for a lie. And his enemies were waiting too; the Young Wolf who had beaten him in the Whispering Wood and killed his men around him, Edmure Tully who had kept him in darkness and chains, these Brave Companions. When morning came, he made himself eat. They fed him a mush of oats, horse food, but he forced down every spoon. He ate again at evenfall, and the next day. Live, he told himself harshly, when the mush was like to gag him, live for Cersei, live for Tyrion. Live for vengeance. A Lannister always pays his debts.
moving on from him is impossible when i still see it all in my head
