to hold moonlight in your hands (фемслэш)

“Surely you didn’t expect to come all this way for just a kiss,” Sansa dared to propose.
Dany’s brow quirked and her lips parted in a tentative smile.
“I am not foolish enough to ever expect anything from you, Lady Sansa,” Dany averred. She shifted forward, holding her gaze and toying with the coppery ends of Sansa’s hair. She grazed her knuckles along Sansa’s chin, uttering softly, “But I certainly hoped for more.”
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The quiet moments history will never know of Sansa and Daenerys finding love in each other, had she gone to Dragonstone in Jon's stead.
Mixes book and show canon, up to Jon leaving for Dragonstone after which I attempt to fix everything.