Note of the author:
First of all, I would like to thank everyone who followed, favourited and reviewed this story. I appreciate it more than I can tell.
When I started writing this fic, I planned on giving it a completely different twist to the canon story. However, as I went on, the story itself led me to what it actually ended up to be. I suppose I am not very good at making story outlines.
I apologise for the last chapter being so short but I had this scene in mind as an ending and I followed the stream of Sansa's chapter in "A Storm of Swords." Originally, I wanted a tragic ending for this fic – probably the death of one of the characters. In the end, I chose my second fetish which is a vague ending. You are left to imagine how their relationship continues from now on. I am really sorry if such an ending is disappointing.
I also want to apologise for the big time jumps in the last two chapters; I only did it because it served the purpose of the story.
Lastly, do forgive any mistakes in my writing but English is not my native language.
Now, settle in a trading galley and float away in the mist, just like Petyr and Sansa did.
Thank you.
