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The King's Steward, The King's Whore by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
02 Jun 2025
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How many times, he wondered, had Jon had some variation of this same argument and with how many different men? At the Wall, on the march, as Lord, and now as King, how many times? Satin was a point of contention, he knew. The king’s whore, they saw him as, some pretty little thing for Jon to make use of. It didn’t matter that his job was done to exacting standards without fail. It didn’t matter that Satin had earned his position here through more than a year of devoted service. None of it mattered. Because he was a whore. The king’s whore, he reminded himself. It wasn’t just he who bore the burden of that label but Jon as well. They think him a lesser man for this, Satin thought, they must. They think him a man who would keep a whore so blatantly, and a male whore at that. Maybe, and it was a very large maybe, it could have been forgiven if rumor had been that he had kept a male whore whilst at the Wall; a man had needs after all. But to bring that whore to Winterfell and raise him up?
(Satin's past lingers over he and Jon in Winterfell, a few familiar faces from Satin's life in Oldtown arrive in Winter Town, and things he thought he'd outran catch up with him. AKA: Satin faces his backstory)
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- Part 18 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Wild Child by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
10 Jun 2025
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Satin had always considered himself good with children. He had grown up in a whorehouse and whores were notorious for having heaps of children. For women in the business, it was simply a consequence of the job. As a young boy, he had been one of at least a dozen children in the pillowhouse at any given time. And as he had grown older and his friends had started becoming mothers, he’d started helping care for their babes on occasion. He liked when they had chubby little cheeks and starry-eyed expressions, when they laughed at a silly face he made, or when they babbled back incoherently when he spoke to them. But he also liked being able to hand them back to their mothers when they cried and make a quick exit. But children had always liked him, so he thought, at least the babes of his pillowhouse sisters always had. And he’d bounce them on his knee and tickle them until they squealed. Rickon Stark, however, was not one of those children. And Satin had a feeling he did not much like him. Mostly, Satin figured with time, Rickon did not much like anyone who wasn’t Jon.
(A wolf cub comes home, wild and half-feral. Confused, quick to anger, and in need of love. Jon and Satin welcome him to Winterfell as best they can)
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- Part 19 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Tireless by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
20 Jun 2025
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Jon rarely ‘lost time’ anymore, as he called it. What had once been a frequent daily occurrence in the first days when Jon had risen from the dead had dwindled to less than once a week at most, and rarely for more than a breath. He’d return to himself with an easy blink and a shudder and little more, usually even without Satin’s aid. But these past few weeks, Satin had come to find him stood staring blankly into the fire as though dead on his feet or slumped in his chair with distant empty eyes more than a few times. Jon, he’d whisper, stay with me and eventually, he’d find his way back with a hazy disorientation. Satin did not like its resurgence, but Jon had shrugged it off when Satin had asked him about it. It’s nothing, he’d said, don’t fuss, Satin, you’re always fussing. So, he had let it go with a sigh and a wary, cautious eye.
(Representatives from the Iron Bank of Braavos are in Winterfell to negotiate a loan. War is on the Horizon. Winter is Here. The Wall asks for aid. Jon works himself to the bone and Satin is there to lead him back to himself, no matter how lost to the flames he gets)
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- Part 20 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Warm, Safe, and Welcome by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
30 Jun 2025
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Satin supposed he shouldn’t have been surprised, and he wasn’t really. It was bound to happen eventually. In fact, if anything, he was impressed it took them this long. How long had he been in Winterfell? He would have guessed four, perhaps nearly five moons had turned since its reclamation. That they waited this long truly was a display of Northern prudence and restraint. Satin glanced up at the man before him and the bag outstretched in his hand.
“And what is this, my lord?”
“Money.” Lord Hother Umber said gruffly. “More than you’re worth and more than you deserve. Take it and go. South where you belong, or east across the Narrow Sea. I don’t care. Just not here.”
(A Northern Lord wants Satin gone by any means necessary. Satin, however, is not about to go willingly. Stay calm, he tells himself, get away, find Jon. As long as he does those things, he'll be okay.)
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- Part 21 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Three Days by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
15 Jul 2025
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Three days, Dallin told him. Three days of bedrest, those were the Maester’s orders. They were the last thing Satin had wanted to hear. He wanted to work. To rise with the dawn and pretend what happened hadn’t happened. That nothing had gone wrong and that there wasn’t a handprint purpling on his throat, a black bruise aching at his belly, and a broken wrist wrapped in plaster and linen on his dominant hand. He wanted to work. He could feel the pain later. It was easier that way and working would let him avoid it. Maester Dallin seemed to have other ideas. Satin tried to argue but the Maester had simply turned to Jon, and then Jon had given the order. Three days it would have to be.
(A series of moments and conversations spanning Satin’s three days on bedrest. Satin recovers from the attack and his injuries. Jon deals with Whoresbane. Satin must learn to accept a little help.)
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- Part 22 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Flowers for the Night by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
24 Jul 2025
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“Speaking of heirs and councils,” Jon started after a moment’s silence. “I would hear your opinion on something.”
“Of course. What are you working on?”
“My will.” He replied simply, motioning to the parchment.
“Your will?” Satin asked, eyes widening.
“Aye. I need one.”
(Satin returns to work with the help of a new face. Jon prepares his will and makes good on his promise to find a way to keep Satin safe more officially. A trip to the Glass Gardens seems a good place to start.)
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- Part 23 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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A Good Match by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
11 Aug 2025
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Satin had made sure the wedding went off without a hitch. Aloisya deserved that much. When she had come to him, cheeks flushed and smile so large it must have made her face ache, Satin had known at once what she was going to tell him. Her new man had proposed, she told him. An honest woman, she’d grinned and twirled about his chambers in a burst of joy, I’ll be an honest woman. A wedded woman, Satin! Me! Me! And she had thrown her arms around him in joy.
Guests came and went. The door to the servant’s hall was in a near constant state of use, frequently swinging open as people found their way in to greet the bride and groom and enjoy a little free wine, or as they left for the night in good cheer. No one paid much mind to who was about, which house they served or what their job in the castle was. All were welcome to the food and drink. The more the merrier, Aloisya had said, isn’t that what a wedding is for? But when the door opened about an hour later and Jon Stark, King in the damned North, stepped into the room, all the music and the chatter and laughter had stopped.
(Satin's friend Aloisya gets married. Servants and Royalty alike attend and mingle as Satin's world's collide.)
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- Part 24 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Just a Man by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
17 Aug 2025
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“I didn't realize such magics were even real... I’d have thought skinchangers the same as grumpkins and snarks and the Others. Though, I suppose if the Others are real as you say, what’s stopping wargs and skinchangers from existing too?” Satin paused, eyes glancing over to Jon and lingering there. “Val seems to think you’re one.”
A scoff fell from Jon’s lips, and he grumbled his response. “Aye. Her and countless others.”
“And... you’re not?”
Jon fixed him with a hard look. “Obviously not.”
“Obviously.”
(Jon's bond with Ghost is brought under question when the extent of Rickon's connection with Shaggydog is revealed but Jon is adamant he doesn't want to look any deeper into it. He's a man, not a wolf, or so he says. Satin figures a little guidance towards self-acceptance might be in order.)
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- Part 25 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Truth and Rumors, Part 1: Little Birdy by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
01 Sep 2025
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When word had arrived in Winterfell from scouts claiming that the Lords of the Vale who had called their banners were seen sailing North, the council had been worried. At once, Jon had sent Lord Manderly home to White Harbour with a letter for the arriving Valemen demanding they declare themselves and their intentions, and a large delegate of men and arms to ready their shores for the possibility of war. And when a letter came saying those ships would be closing in on their port within the week, Jon had resigned himself to the likelihood of war and battle, and began readying his own banners to march. But another raven had come just a day hence bearing two letters. One had been from Lord Manderly bidding him rejoice and call off his march because the other letter had been from Sansa Stark.
(Another wolf comes home, and with her an army of Valemen and one at their head with a particular mockingbird on his lapel. Old relationships, new faces, and complicated feelings follow. What is truth and what is rumor has never been more muddled.)
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- Part 26 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Truth and Rumors, Part 2: Playing Nice by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
14 Sep 2025
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Winterfell had never felt less like home. It had become his home this past half-year and he’d grown to love its granite stones and wolf tapestries and snowy parapets. But in just the fortnight since Littlefinger had arrived, it’s hot spring-fed walls and brazier-warmed halls felt colder and far, far less familiar. The corridors bustled with faces he didn’t recognize, buzzed with rumors he didn’t want to hear, and seemed always somehow filled with the ever-smiling, ever-whispering Petyr Baelish.
I’m worried about Jeyne, he thought, about Sansa too. I’m worried about his smiles and his whispered words, what he knows and how he knows it. I’m worried about what he wants, for men like him do nothing but want. I’m worried about how a whoremonger and lesser lord becomes one of the most powerful men in Westeros. I’m worried about what in the hells he’s doing here and I’m worried he’s the man Jeyne ran from. I’m worried about what I’ll do if he is.
(Littlefinger settles into Winterfell and things start to feel just a little... off. With Jeyne still hiding away in her rooms, Satin grows more and more suspicious but politics and lordly games of courtesy force him to play nice. For now, at least.)
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- Part 27 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Truth and Rumors, Part 3: Heir Apparent by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
22 Sep 2025
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“I know you think you want to be... what, my heir?" Jon said. "Queen after me? Lady of Winterfell? But you don’t. You don’t want this, Sansa. It is sleepless nights, war, winter, bank loans, ledgers on bushels of wheat and salt beef stores until your brain goes numb and your eyes burn, and greying hair at eight-and-ten. You don’t want this.”
Sansa frowned at him, brows knitting together as she shook her head almost incredulously. “But you do.”
“I don’t.” Jon told her plainly, and Satin could hear the weary tiredness that clung to his voice. “I never wanted it and I never asked for it. But Robb’s dying will was that I wear this crown and it was my duty to accept it.”
“You must have wanted it. You broke your oaths to the Night’s Watch to come here.”
Jon seemed to almost flinch. “What?”
(Littlefinger plots and schemes and whispers in Sansa’s ear while Satin works on a plan of his own. Sansa and Jon remain at odds. Jon asks for trust as the situation takes a turn for the worse, he only needs to convince her. They're family, and family was all they had left.)
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- Part 28 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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Truth and Rumors, Part 4: Birds of a Feather by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
06 Oct 2025
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Littlefinger’s smile was sharp, and it displayed his pearly white teeth. Something about it, how the teeth shone in the pale moonlight or the way the grin didn’t quite reach his eyes, made Satin’s skin want to crawl. He didn’t let it. He made sure is own smile rested easily on his lips, coy, playful, expecting. He had a role to play, after all.
“I called you here to do mutually beneficial business. Surely that is a language you and I both speak.”
(Satin makes a gamble. Baelish plays his hand. And Jon is waiting to make sure justice is done.)
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- Part 29 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care
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To Say It Aloud by Rosavalda_Freya
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
19 Oct 2025
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When the child began to scream as newborns were want to do, Aloisya looked over with wide eyes. “I-is he okay?” She asked frantically. “Let me see him! Is he alright?”
“Healthy.” The maester assured her as he inspected the squirming, screeching bundle in his arms. “She’s healthy and hearty. Everything seems in order.”
Ally slumped back against the pillows in relief, exhaustion seeming to catch up with her all at once. And then, Satin saw her face fall. “...She?” Ally asked quietly.
“Aye, lass, she’s a girl.” Dallin said.
“Oh.” Aloisya muttered softly. “I thought... I was certain it was... You’re sure?”
The maester almost chuckled. “Aye, I’m sure.” He pulled back the swaddling blanket to the babe’s waist and then recovered her. “She’s a girl alright.”
(Aloisya's baby arrives and Satin becomes an uncle. The ghost of Littlefinger and of childhoods raised in brothels hang heavily over them. Children and family are complicated things, Satin finds, moreso when your newfound and delicately built family includes former whores, ladies, lords, a prince, and a king.)
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- Part 30 of A Slow Burning Fire, Tended With Care