Prompt: Jaime asking Brienne why she hasn't said yes to his marriage proposal.
"Why won't you answer, wench?" Jaime asked, bringing his horse up beside her.
Brienne would not look at him, choosing instead to urge her horse into a gallop. Jaime would not be deterred. He raced after her, steering his horse in front of her to cut her off.
"Damn it, Jaime!" Brienne cursed as her horse reared up.
Jaime looked at her, and while she tried to avoid those green eyes she found she could not help but look back.
"We are only a few hours ride away, Brienne," he said, his voice almost a whisper. "Please answer me."
Brienne closed her eyes. They'd been two days away when she told him of the brotherhood and Lady Stoneheart and her plan. He still followed. They were one day away when he told her his own plan. She gave no answer, but he still followed.
Now they were running out of time.
She opened her eyes when she felt his hand on her injured cheek.
"I cannot." She shivered as his thumb traced the outline of her jaw.
"Why?"
She brought her hand up to touch his face now.
"Because I cannot dare to hope that we will survive this."
Jaime let out a breath as his hand moved to grip the back of her head, pulling her towards him. Brienne sighed when his lips met hers and for a few blissful moments they cared not for vengeful mothers or lost daughters. It was just them, on the road together.
When they broke apart, Brienne's choice was clear.
"Ask me again tomorrow." And with that she urged her horse forward.
With a smile, Jaime followed.
