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Meera darts like a shadowcat around the thorny, dappled brush, her boots wading in the Long Lake. Hardly making a splash.

"I told you to go," he hisses, glaring when Meera offers a close-lipped, friendly look.

Her fingers touch over the space of Bran's neck, cupping his nape possessively. Bran stiffens, cheeks blooming red. He can do nothing but hide and glare at her, even as the cutthroats and raiders pillage their nearby camp, finding nothing of worth to them.

"Did you really think I would leave you?" she murmurs, and Bran knows it in his heart.

Of course not.

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GoT isn't mine. HELLO HELLO. We are back again. Requested by KyatsRani: "Bran/Meera; he orders her to leave him due to the danger but she returns for him." I simplified the prompt down! I hope that's okay! I hope you guys like the teeny drabble and any comments/thoughts always appreciated!

((Want a request for GoT? I'm doing 100-500 word drabbles of any ship + any prompt until S8 ends. Rules: you need to comment here and provide a ship and prompt, as well if you want NSFW or SFW. The only requests I'll be looking at is if you ALSO commented about the fic you just read as well. It's only fair. You came to this fic to read it and me doing something for you later on is a sweet bonus!))