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[abby-the-writer]

“This Is What Makes Us Girls”

Starter with @thecleverestorm

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Esteemed

Dear Lady Maris Baratheon,

I hope my letter finds you in good health. To be honest, I’m unsure where should I start my letter. I’m partially writing this because my mother has encouraged me to do so, and partially because, even when even though Kermit and I are not as close as I am with Oscar and he’s a bit of a killjoy sometimes, I love my brother and I will always have his best interests in mind. I have never been a social butterfly, I would very much rather to stay in my room reading and writing, or with my dogs, and, honestly, I express myself better with written words than speaking them aloud; but I would like to get to know the lady whom my eldest brother has given his affections to. Kermit speaks highly of you, and I can tell he is completely smitten with you. I can only wonder what kind of woman you might be. I’d really like us to meet, and get to know each other. Maybe I could visit you whenever you have some time? Or you could visit me, I really wouldn’t mind. I shall be patiently waiting for your answer, so there is no need to rush.

Warm regards

Yours truly

Sincerely,

-Abigail Tully.

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Abby couldn’t help but reread the letter she had written for Lady Maris over and over again. She stared at the words and phrases she had crossed out and the small spots of ink on the paper, and felt embarrassment creep up her spine. She reprimanded herself for not being more careful with her writing, but she had no time to write down the final version of the letter in a clean piece of paper, so she folded it as it was, placed it inside the envelope and sealed it with red wax, painting the center of the newly pressed seal subtly with blue paint, like she always did with her letters.

Right after the letter was sealed, the door of her room opened and her mother came inside. Lady Jenny greeted her daughter with a smile and closed the door behind her. Abby smiled at her mother in return, knowing her mother encouraged her to write it with her best interests in mind, as well as Kermit’s.

“Did you finish the letter, my darling?”, she asked and Abby nodded. “That’s a good thing. I know you get nervous while interacting with other people, especially with girls near your age, but I can’t help but wish…”.

“I know, Mother”, Abby gently interrupted her. “You can’t help but wish I had more friends. I know. And I know you mean well, so don’t worry, I won’t hold it against you”.

Her mother smiled and kissed her forehead with her characteristic gentleness. Abby loved her mother more than anything in the world, but she couldn’t help that feeling of being overwhelmed with her mother’s insistence of making more friends and interacting more with the other girls. And it’s not that she didn’t want to make friends, she really wanted to, but she didn’t really know how. The mere thought of having to talk with someone other than a family member made her freeze on spot. But, anyway, Lady Maris Baratheon was going to be Kermit’s wife, so what could possibly go wrong?

“Well, my darling, I must be going. I just came here to check on you”, Lady Jenny said and kissed her daughter’s forehead one last time. “I have some thing to talk about with your father. Make sure to send the letter and don’t let it sit on your desk gathering dust, alright?”.

“Yes, Mother”, she said and nodded slightly.

“That’s my girl. Goodbye, sweetling. See you at supper”. And, that said, Lady jenny Tully left her daughter’s room.

Abby sighed and called in her most trusted handmaid, a girl named Willow, who had come with her to King’s Landing for the Winter Court. The maids sure were gossipy, which was really an advantage, but they sure were efficient. Once she came in, she curtsied and Abby handed her the letter.

“Take this letter to Lady Maris Baratheon”, she said with her usual gentle voice.

The maid curtsied again and took the letter with a quiet “yes, my lady”. Shortly after, she scurried out of the room, heading straight to do her duty.

Abby took her dog, Bread, in her arms and sat on the bed as she held him, caressing his soft orange-yellow and white fur. The dog looked at her with his usual sweet, adoring eyes and tilted his head. She just hoped Lady Maris liked her letter enough to pay an ounce of attention to her, for if she didn’t, she would’ve failed miserably. She could only pray it didn’t end in a catastrophe.

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[abby-the-writer]

"Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die"

Lady of House Tully, Dakota Blue Richards, she/her

Favi. 20. She/Her. GMT -4. Triggers: Animal death/cruelty

Headcanons:

Abigail is often referred as “Abby” by her loved ones, especially her mother, Lady Jenny, and older brothers, Kermit and Oscar.

Abby is the proud owner of four dogs; two mid-sized hounds named Monty and Jaunty, a pug named Thistle and a long-bodied rat catcher dog named Bread, whose company she enjoys most above all things.

She also writes her own penny-pamphlet (named Of Court and Kingdom), but does so anonymously, with the help of her older brother Oscar, who helps her both bringing her the rumors that circulate around the red keep and with the distribution of the pamphlet.

Abby is particularly closer to Oscar than she is to Kermit due to the large age gap between her and her eldest brother, but that doesn’t mean they don’t feel affection towards each other, or that they don’t get along.

Even though she’s very artistically gifted, Abby’s greatest passion is writing, of which she is very proud of.

Rumors:

Even though no one in the Red Keep, except for Oscar, knows Abigail is the one behind the Of Court and Kingdom pamphlet, there are several speculations going on about the writer’s true identity, some of which point to Abby herself.

Many people believe Abby to not be interested in finding a fine match, or even that she might be fond of women, but, in truth, she’s only waiting for the right man to sweep her off her feet, being a hopeless romantic, like most girls her age are.

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