Chapter 10:

I think this chapter cuts so close to the bone, in so many ways. It's almost painfully honest, how Clegane faces all his fears, and all his desires in such a short span. Tormund is right: Brienne would not thank either of them for protecting her, and she's earned better than that from them. And what's growing between Tormund and Clegane is no less powerful a bond, based on respect. That's something Clegane's never had, and Tormund would not expect south of the Wall, but it's perhaps more potent than love. Still, Tormund is going to have far too much fun with his pair of virgins, isn't he?

Really a sublime chapter, and I think it's needed. It feels right.

Chapter 9:

Ah, make-up sex... nothing like it, is there? I really do admire Tormund's wanton disregard for his own life. That, and Clegane's technique with doors. And it works so nicely as a form of foreplay, too. :D

But would it seem silly to say I feel quite sorry for Podrick? Poor little bugger, between being replaced as his Lady's sparring partner and being bested by card cheats, he's not having a tremedous day, is he? I suspect the days won't get better for him, either. Perhaps he should hitch his star to Tyrion again. At least then he had all the harlots chasing him!

Chapter 8:

::fans self::

I'm just going to borrow Tormund and Clegane for a bit, if you don't mind. Well, maybe for more than a bit... That was amazingly delicious, and perfectly done. I think Brienne now has a far better idea of what she can expect, and really, I'm quite jealous!

As scrumptious as the smut was, the morning was even better, I will admit. This bond of theirs hasn't changed who any of them are, nor has it turned them into a perfect trio. It would be jarring if it had, so waking up struck the exact right note for me. And Brienne finding it in her to tease them? Absolutely perfect, and just as right, since we've seen her wry humor peek out from time to time, long before this.

My only regret is not having anything more to read... yet! ::hugs fiercely:: You are bloody marvelous, and one of the best storytellers I've ever known.

Chapter 7:

Massage... yum... 

It's brilliant how Tormund knew exactly the right way to show Brienne his words were never meant to hurt. She knew it, on the surface, but he made her see it deep inside, where it matters, and I quite enjoyed how he managed to do the same for Clegane as well. And it's so in keeping with Tormund, too, so perfectly like him. He's far more astute than he ever lets on, that one.

Brienne seemed to hint at some darker things, too, as if she had been led on, and then made to believe the ensuing rejection was her doing, her clumsiness, her fault. Well,, at least that's how I read it, and if so, I wonder if she will tell her lovers this. I'll have to read on...

(And I will confess I'm enjoying having all these chapters to read at once. It's utterly delicious!)

Chapter 6:

Ah, a little exploring, and a little friction, both good and not so good. It was to be expected, though. What they're building is delicate, and delicacy isn't something any of them excel at, is it? But I have great faith the next chapter will see them sorting it out a bit. Of course Tormund would have no way of knowing about Brienne's past...

And off to indulge in more wonderfulness!

Chapter 5:

Mm, delicious, this one. I like the bond between them, and I really like how Clegane is seeing his way through this. It's a dangerous dance, though, and I think they all know it. Whenever gods get involved, it ends badly, and the Lord of Light is worse than most.

But the moment between Clegane and Tormund, now that was sublime!

And then: "All at once, he admitted to himself that he loved her, and straight away, that he'd never loved her more than in that moment."

Right. I love this story.

Chapter 4:

Oh, yes, Clegane's a mad bastard, no doubt at all. But I do think this was the only way he could resolve his feelings, and make sure Brienne wanted this. Words aren't his friends, but he understands battle, and so does Brienne, even if it's not quite the foreplay for her it is for Clegane.

And even having seen this prior ro it being published, this chapter just works for me, so well. It fits them all, and I adore this trio.

Very good so far. Let 'the tasting' commence!

Well, things have certainly taken a turn for the interesting. 

I'll be the first to say I might not have chosen to solve things in quite the same manner as Brienne, but the more you get inside Clegane's head, the more I understand the why of it. And really, it is true, isn't it? Tormund and Clegane see different sides of Brienne, prize different facets of her. I wonder how she sees herself right now...

Bu this line: “No one ever listens to us wildlings. Hell has always been frozen over.” Have I mentioned how much I adore you? That's sheer brilliance, that is! 

I'll be in the corner, purring and waiting for more. :D

And the second chapter is even better than the first...

There was one line: "When he held her, he didn't feel like a monster. He felt like a man." Right there, you absoluely define Clegane. It's the most apt summation of him I've ever read. And I truly found his dawning realization Tormund's not such a complete twat both believable and natural. Clegane respects strength, and Tormund has that in ample measure.

If there was one writer who could do justice to GoT, it's you, m'dear. Thank you for another chapter of this captivating story. ::hugs::

Oh, I cannot wait to see where this goes!

You've captured Clegane so perfectly: his bitterness, his rage, his sheer bloodyminded persistence. Under it all is some small spark of humanity, and you let us see it when he thinks about Tormund. He cannot bear the thought of a rival, one he can't cow or frighten, and yet those are the very hings he looks for in Brienne.

Such a lovely, lovely beginning, and I'm all shivery with anticipation. 

I love how you kept her strong and Stern but also alluring to a man like him. Really excited can't wait for more please brainstorm and write quickly thank you.

RedKay77