I. Love. This. Story.

Pretty much in love with these three, too. Please please please let us know what happens! This whole story has been a wonderful mix of sweet and dirty, and so real I can see and hear them like I'm there (and wow, do I ever wish I was!).

Thank you! I can't wait to read more :)

can't wait for the next chapters!

Up to Chapter 16, trying to catch up between sewing projects, truly enjoyable tale!  A lovely fantasy it is, two men to dote on our lovely Brienne!

Chapter 33:

And for those of us who love it, just a sweet bit of homoerotic yumminess...the perfect contrast to the starkness of Tormund's story.

I'm quite sure neither Brienne nor Clegane could quite comprehend what life is like north of the Wall. Hard, fast, often cut short well before time, but still always on one's own terms. Freedom paid for with the last breath of someone beloved. And despite it all, Tormund clings to hope, and to tomorrow. They are all so strong but in different ways, and the sum of them is perfect.

Chapter 32:

Oh, dear gods, they are breaking my heart a bit. All three of them, wicked things that they are. They are so ery beautiful together, their strengths magnified, and the sore, sad places diminished by the light of each other's love. How very wonderful this is to read, and so very bittersweet to think how it might end.

Gorgeous, gorgeous chapter...

Chapter 31:

Oh, I am going to enjoy this, I think. I love seeing this primal side of Brienne: "It seemed as though all of her past life had suddenly been wiped away, and what was left was ancient and savage." It's absolutely glorious, and something always hovering at the edge, when she fought, when she defended her charges. She is so powerful, and always has been, but they've set her free to know it.

I love this...

Chapter 30:

Never apologize for the sex scenes. You do them so well, I can promise you I'll be having lovely dreams tonight.

I'm quite enjoying the emerging game between Tormund and Clegane, except it really isn't a game, as Tormund knows too well. They are, after all, a clan, and by Tormund's lights, it would be only natural for Clegane and Tormund to find pleasure together as well. Perhaps Clegane will get to understand that, and complete things. One can hope...

Chapter 29:

It's all in the open now, and it's as perfect as I thought it would be. Clegane is so much more than he lets on, and yet, for Brienne, and Tormund, too, he can be himself. That might be the best gift of all to come out of this, even better than Brienne realizing she is indeed a beauty. It's so easy to just dismiss them as three broken people looking for solce, when in fact, they are three of the brightest lights in this sorry world.

And because it will resonate in my heart for a good long while, this bit: "Clegane remembered what she'd said, and drew her into his arms. “Did you mean it?” He tried to say it tenderly, but realised it came out as a bit of a growl. She nodded, and his heart went soaring beyond the ceiling, right up to play among the stars."

Chapter 28:

Oh, bloody hells! Clegane restrained is beyond perfect, I think. It's almost breathtaking, the trust he is able to place in Brienne and Tormund, and this from a man who has no good reason to trust anyone. I am completely taken with the give and take between Clegane and Tormund, too.

I think the most astonishing thing is how well you've kept them all completely in character. You never falter, and I find myself playing this out in my head with the same intensity I reserve for the show when it airs. You have a remarkable talent for understanding the very core of these three, and it's utterly brilliant.

Chapter 27:

Oh, my goodness, is it warm in here? Because I'm quite sure I'm all flushed and aflutter...

I did ask for this, I did, and it appears my little fantasy is going to be played out. I can't wait! ::clasps hands eagerly and reaches for the mouse::

Chapter 26:

I can't imagine what I'd have done in Clegane's place, when Jon Snow pulled him aside. Clegane is already so used to trying to keep things between the three of them quiet, for Brienne's sake. But Jon Snow is not half as foolish as one would think, and he knows the wildlings, too. And what a perfect gift Jon Snow had for Clegane...

Chapter 25:

All of Brienne's limits are being tested, I see, but I can;t imagine she will protest much. But, gods, Brienne and Clegane are glorious. This bit: "The way she was looking at him, he thought he might be drowning in her, and he leaned down to kiss her before she could say his name because if he heard that it would finish him off too." Honestly, that's glorious, and perfect, It gave me shivers to read it, in all the right ways...

Chapter 24:

Oh, I don't want to spoil it, but really! Talk about a mouse among the lions...

And once again, they're exploring the shape of this clan of theirs. There is something so primal about the love between them, and the need. I particularly loved the way Clegane reassured her that the need goes both ways, that she holds as much control over them as she thinks they do over her.

Just brilliant!

Chapter 23:

I'm as greedy as Brienne, I think, I want forever in a day myself, if the forever is reading this.

With each chapter, the relationship between the three of them deepens, and becomes something larger than them, something almost sacred in its beauty. Love, lust, passion, and respect, all coalescing into a bond that I don't think can ever be broken.

It was fascinating to see Clegane's response to Tormund, who is, in proper wilding fashion, quite cavalier about sex with other men. Clegane is fighting his upbringing, his religious indoctrination, but he is just as vulnerable to Tormund's mad charm as Brienne. It's a lovely dance they perform...

And the dreaded cliffhanger, made bearable by being able to read the next chapter right away! :D

Chapter 22:

Well, well. Wildings and their ways... I imagine Brienne might have a thing or two to say come morning, but for now, it was a lovely romp, and the most delicious smut. I can onlt picture Tormund planning this. Maybe he began when he first noticed her, so tall, and strong, and proud. But, gods, it was superb.

This line: "He had a sudden vivid vision of himself tied to the bed, with her on top, and it didn't have quite the effect on him she hoped for." I am so hoping to see this now. Clegane submitting willingly for the first time? Priceless...