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pandorasyndrome​:

Domeric broke into applause with the rest of them. He didn’t care for the art of mummery for the craft itself, insomuch that attending these plays and performances gave him an opportunity to speak to a great variety of people. A crowd was collecting around the performers, all eager to get their piece in. Domeric opted to wait rather than beg for the attention of an actor, of all people. He found himself a glass of wine, and was about to take a sip when a slip of person rushed into him, sending him tumbling backwards.

          “Whoops—-” He exclaimed. For a moment, he looked rather ridiculous, swinging his arms around like a windmill. His own wine flew from his hand and drenched the finery that he wore. 

It took a second for him to right himself. His eyes flashed angrily, looking to his assailant, lips opening to let out some harsh words. Until he recognized who it was. “Lady Asha.” He stated, blinking wide, and shoulders falling. “It is, er, quite alright. It is only my clothes that are hurt.”

-   

   for some reason, asha had a feeling if she had not been the sister of a high lady or future bride of eddard celtigar, he would have not reacted so kindly. “my apologies,” she offered and stopped a bypassing servant to ask them to bring a wet cloth. she handed him the cloth immediately with an apologetic smile. “i am sure you remember my clumsiness, lord domeric.” asha had never been an elegant swan during these gatherings, it was not the first time she had spilled her drink on someone, she wagered it would not be the last time either. she had never really connected much with the younger kilcairn son, but she knew of one subject they could speak about. “i do not believe i have yet congratulated you on your betrothal,” asha commented as a way to chat. “it seems we will both soon be married to celtigars.” 

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emcline​:

the way the whole city of kingsport seemed to light up with visitors was enough for emeline to find herself constantly roaming the streets, moving from event to event until her eyes could no longer stay open. she watched from a distance as the play came to an end, palms coming together to join the rest of the spectators in elated applause. she had been looking to her side when asha’s body collided with her own, emeline quickly turning to apologize as well even though it wasn’t her doing. “oh, my lady, apologies.” after seeing the entirety of the play, it was impossible to mistake her for anyone else. “i’m glad to see none of the wine was spilled.” emeline managed a polite smile, “i wouldn’t want to keep you from your friends, though. please.” 

-

   she was quick the impact off and dismissively waved her hand. “fret not, it was entirely my fault,” asha admitted easily. she was about to continue on, but she thought she recognised the woman, something about her was strangely familiar. “ah, they have plenty of my time already,” she shrugged as she was desperately trying to think of why she remembered her face. “oh wait, you are the seamtress, are you not?” she asked excitedly before a triumphant smile spread on her lips. “one of the arosian ladies pointed you out to me. i am desperately hoping you have time for a commission.”

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reciiteremorse​:

𝔱𝔥𝔢    𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔦𝔞𝔫    𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢    𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔶    𝔩𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔢𝔡    , a    soft    and    genuine    chuckle    escaping    his    lips    as    he    reflexively    stepped    back    . ❝     please    ,    my    lady    ,    it    is    i    who    should    be    apologising    ,    i    almost    spilt    the    wine    all    over    your    beautiful    dress    !    that    is    a    really    beautiful    dress    ,    ❞    benny    nodded    ,    his    eyes    catching    every    detail    of    it    ,    benny    by    his    nature    ,    has    always    been    quick    to    obsessively    fixate    on    things    .    ❝    this    is    fine    clothing    indeed    lady    asha    ,    who    is    your    dressmaker    ?    and    is    this    lace    ?    satin    ?     really    ,    this    dress    is    magnificent    ,    mind    -    blowing    ,    ❞    he    clumsily    plucked    at    the    sleeves    ,    letting    his    fingers    examine    the    cloth    ,    actions    lacking    any    sort    of    grace    or    refinement    that    it    could    not    have    possibly    carried    any    sort    of    sexual    under    tone.     ❝    i    think    my    sisters    would    enjoy    such    fine    craftsmanship    ,    may    i    have    the    name    of    your    seamstress    ?    ❞

-   

   asha had grown up hearing stories about the rivalry of erys and aros, how her people had slaughtered every man who washed up on their shores. she bore them no ill will, but she was proud of the magic of the lands she grew up in, she loved both the bright moments of their history and their darker ones. she allowed him to examine the fabric further without pulling away. “thank you for your kind compliments, your grace,” she replied cheerily, a wide smile appearing on her lips. “i will pass on your sweet words to my seamstress, ellis, and i would be happy to arrange for dresses to be made and sent to your sisters.” she did not know much about the young prince, but he definitely seemed kind — and not as stiff and boring as many royals and high nobles could be. “or perhaps you would like something made? i promise you that she is very talented.”

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crookedcrwns​:

           eddard’s  actions  has  certainly  been  contemptible  but  contrition  and  despondence  eluded  him  ,  it  would  take  only  extreme  forces  of  nature  for  him  to  start  wretchedly  bewailing  for  his  chronic  abrasiveness  .  with  an  ego  the  size  of  elyria  he  would  never  subject  himself  to  such  pitiful  behaviour  .  a  short  snicker  befell  his  wine  -  stained  lips  at  the  verbal  retaliation  of  his  wife  -  to  -  be  ,  amusement  flashing  across   his   blue - green  eyes  .  his  lips  parted  ,  a  carelessly  cultivated  retort  on  the  edge  of  his  tongue  but  such  sentiments  were  abruptly  halted  as   a  couple  nobles  congratulated  the  two  of  them  . “  yes  ,  yes  ,  thank  you  .  ”  eddard  mumbled  ,  politely  shaking  their  hand  ,  a  dazzling  smile  decorating  his  lips  . “  i  am  the  luckiest  man  in  all  the  seven  kingdoms  .  ”  he  said  to  them  in  such  a  hyperbolic  nature  before  glancing  back  at  asha  with  a  sardonic  grin  .

as  they  disappeared  from  view  ,  eddard  completely  turned  his  stance  towards  his  betrothed  . “  i  can  assure  you  ,  lady  asha  ,  that   you  were  most  certainly  not   my  first  choice  .  but  i  am  glad  that  you  are  already  familiar  with  my  …  ”  eddard  titled  his  head  in  thought  ,  “  … practices .  i  hope  you  are  not  expecting  me  to  change  .  because  i  will  not  ,  especially  not  for  some  sharp-tongued  ,  plain  -  looking  girl  .  ”  he  looked  her  up  and  down  with  contempt  . “  but  i  suppose   it  is  only  natural  for  you  to  be  jealous  ,  i  am  the  most  handsome  nobleman  in  all  the  seven  kingdoms  but  ,  do  not  fret  my  dear  ,  my  lovers  and  i  will  be  as  quiet  as  possible  .  ”

-   

   while she was pleased eddard was not planning to publicly humiliate her, she was disgusted by how quickly he could slip into this persona, to pretend to actually be happy to marry her. oh, she had been such a fool. she had never spoken to eddard much, maybe an unimportant greeting once upon a blue moon, but she had expected him to be civil, to give her half a chance. but she saw now that would never happen. asha somehow manged to keep the phony smile on her lips despite how much she wished to slap him. he may have been born handsome, but it seemed his insides were as slimy as that terrible grin. 

   asha was not surprised he so easily admitted to his nightly activities nor was she surprised he had no plans to put a stop to them. she merely huffed in response to his taunting words, he truly was the most conceited man she had ever met. “why should i waste time trying to change it?” she asked rhetorically with an exaggerated air of being unruffled by his statement. “it is not my reputation and legacy you are staining, in fact, i will go so far to say the people will sing my praises for tolerating you. so by all means, do as you please, lord eddard.” if he was in bed with other women, it meant he would not be in hers, and in this moment she could only find joy in that fact. “and do not flatter yourself, you look more boy than man. i suppose it is fitting the outsides match the inside.” asha begged herself to stop talking, but she could feel her inside boiling with humiliation and anger. 

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swordsworns​:

IT ALL HAPPENED so fast. all he wanted was a glass of red wine to drown the memories that had surfaced seeing asha’s face on stage. instead, he ran right into a beacon of all he had been running from for ten years. he felt like he couldn’t breathe —- of course she didn’t recognize him. they were children when her parents brought her into the sect to help cure her of her childhood sickness. he only had a few tattoos and barely any scars then. “i —- yeah, i mean, of course you’re forgiven. i’m the one walking too close to ladies, apparently. sorry.” his hands tremor slightly as he tries to rationalize that she doesn’t know him. he is a different person now. he left the kid who stood above her closed eyes and helped heal her down in the sect’s caves. there was nothing left of that child, yet he was still racked with fear at the appearance of the lady of erys. “did any get on you?” he asked quickly, averting his gaze from her own. 

-

   while asha would win no awards for being observant, she could feel the nervousness steaming from this man, who she had never met before. was he afraid she would punish him? it would not surprise her if some nobles had it within them to do so. “oh no, i am perfectly fine,” she quickly said in hopes it would calm him down. “and you are doing no such thing, it was my mistake honestly. ask anyone from erys and they will tell you i do this all the time.” it was yet another attempt to soothe whatever fears he may hold, but then she realised it may not even be about her. “forgive me, but you seem spooked,” she remarked gently. “do you require help of some kind?”

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crookedcrwns​:

━━   𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓   𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈  ,  ASHA LATHOS

           an  indolent  man ,  eddard  was  always  happy  for  any  excuse  to  avoid  formal  work  –  the  simple  reason  of  celebrations  was  most  definitely  his  favourite  .  festivities  of  the  elyria’  royal  family’s  have  always  been  extravagant  and  the  queen’s  nameday  celebration  was  certainly  not  an  exception  .   it  was  all  so  beautiful  and  grandiose  and  better  yet  everything  was  handed  to  him  ,  the  wine  ,  the  food  ,  the  women  ,  all  he  had  to  do  was  wave  his  hand  ,  smile  and  like  magic  it  appeared  in  front  of  him  –  he  wasn’t  even  sure  whether  he’s  gotten  out  of  his  seat  since  he  had  arrived  .  the  whole  feast  so  far  had  been  a  dream  and  he  was  glad  ,  for  he  had  ten  more  days  of  effortless  ease  .  unbeknownst  to  him  ,  this  delightful  period  of  felicity  was  only  the  bittersweet  calm  before  the  storm  .  

            at  the  announcement  of  his  betrothal  ,  he  stood  up  ,  giving  the  audience  a  charming  smile  and  a  polite  wave  ,  and  when  his  father  gestured  to  his  wife  -  to  -  be  ,  his  lips  parted  in  surprise  .  he  knew  the  woman  ,  he  had  been  in  a  fiery  argument  only  moments  before  .  but  he  quickly  plastered  on  smile  .  he  made  his  way  over  ,  a  smile  still  on  for  the  public  , “  so  you’re  lady  asha  ?  i  have  to  admit  i  am  quite  baffled  ,  i  thought  the  ladies  of  the  south  were  much  more  prettier  and  docile  .   i  suppose  i  am  sorely   mistaken  .  ”

   asha could barely remember what the argument was about, but she did remember almost instantly regretting accepting the betrothal to lord celtigar. she found him arrogant and aggravating, but before she could event think of finding her sister and tell her she changed her mind, the announcement was made and the future was set in stone. now all of elyria knew and there was no going back. she could see the shock on eddard’s face and hoped he had a bitter taste in his mouth, but much to her surprise, he did not apologise and only became even more insufferable. his words hurt a little and her hand twitched as she fought the urge to comb through her hair and find a mirror to fix herself. “well, i heard you were supposed to be charming and not a prick, so i guess we have both been deceived,” she immediately bit back, but soon a fake smile was plastered on her face as a group of nobles came over to congratulate them. 

   she found it difficult to hide her emotions especially when angry, but asha had learned throughout the years to put on a mask in certain situations. it was always a challenge and she wondered how her sister had the energy to navigate the politics of her position as high lady. when they were left alone again, she continued: “if you wanted someone docile, maybe you should have picked a bride among all the women you sleep with.” she had been no fool when agreeing to the match — she had heard plenty of rumours of eddard’s fondness of women and knew it was something she’d have to live with. it did not matter much to her as she held no feelings for her future husband, but she had hoped they’d at least be able to be friends. apparently she had been mistaken. 

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gildedthcrns​:

𝐖𝐇𝐎 / ismira sangrey & @csha​ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 / asha’s chamber, brightwater keep 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 / the sixth day, early morning

TECHNICALLY ISMIRA WAS SOLELY on guard duty against magical threats in the capital, as well as to represent their order in the queen’s celebrations, but after lady asha’s betrothal was announced, some strange rumors had started going around. most hallowers considered themselves above petty rumors about nobles, but mira quickly learned that rumors were the easiest way to hear about monsters in hiding, so she always had their ears open to information. this, however, was most definitely unexpected.

DARK MAGIC, UNNATURAL RECOVERY, all that and more she heard about lady asha’s illness. she’d been preoccupied with studying, and hopefully helping to manage, the insomnia asha suffered from, but an explanation had not been found. then, the rumors, and all suddenly made sense. 

STORMING INTO ASHA’S CHAMBER with the command only someone from ismira’s order could, she approached the lady with an angry frown on their face. “ when were you going to tell me about the dark magic?! ” she brought out, their voice raised and obviously pissed off. “ this is dangerous, asha — the order has to be informed! ” ismira only told her because she actually liked asha, and the gods only knew what would happen once the order was involved.

   she had been brushing through her dark hair when suddenly the door flung open. the dark-haired lady instinctively reached for her dagger while she quickly got to her feet, but soon she recognised the face of the intruder and she allowed her hand to drop down by her side. asha looked at ismira for a long moment before her words truly sunk in. she was surprised of being accused in such a manner, but she had heard the rumours for long enough to know what the woman was referring to. “would you lower your voice? you will wake the entire palace,” she grumbled moodily before taking a deep breath. “i have nothing to do with black magic, ismira,” she sighed. “they only whisper that because i am a lady of erys, you know they still fear my kingdom deep down.” she had confronted her father about it before he died - and he had denied turning to such desperate measures, but there was a part of asha that had never believed him.

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open starter / fifth day 

   asha was beaming as she stepped off the stage with a bouquet of flowers in her hand. as soon as her silken slipper touched the ground, she looked around for rúairí as he was the only reason she had even volunteered to perform the role of lyria, but soon friends and well-wishers flocked around her and she got lost in endless conversations about the music, the death monologue of her character and her newly announced betrothal to lord eddard celtigar. when she finally broke free from the small crowd, she went straight to one of the servants carrying a golden tray stacked with goblets of red wine. she downed almost half the goblet in one gulp and turned around to go back to her small group of friends, but asha ended up colliding with a body and almost spilling the precious red drops on herself. “oh sh- i mean forgive me,” she apologised thoughtlessly with an automatic smile before even registering whom she had rudely stumbled into.

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INTRO (bio, headcanons, connections etc.)

♛ 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 ♛ — ASHA LATHOS the LADY of ERYS. tales of this TWENTY-NINE year old CIS WOMAN tell of their VALIANT & STEADFAST nature, but beware, for they are also IMPULSIVE & OBSESSIVE. the gossips whisper they use SHE/HER pronouns and look strangely like SHRADDHA KAPOOR. but i’ve also heard they bring images of A RED SILKEN DRESS BLOWING GENTLY IN THE WIND ; DIRTY RIDING BOOTS LEAVING A TRAIL OF MUD ON AN EXPENSIVE GOLDEN CARPET ; JUMPING FROM THE HIGHEST CLIFF AND INTO THE SEA IN A MOMENT OF ECSTASY to mind. how will their story unfold?

BIO   

   the second-born daughter of the former high lady & high lord of erys was born at foxhole castle in blackspyre during a stormy night. the midwives whispered it was an omen of a difficult child and it turned out to be true. she was restless from the moment she was born - when she learned to crawl, she wanted to walk, when she could walk then she immediately wanted to run. despite being branded challenging, she did attend her lessons, though she was never good at concentrating, and tried to behave as a lady of erys should whenever they were in the public eye. asha was always quick to make friends and was equally as swift to help anyone in need. she has never had a desire to be a rebel, she did not purposefully defy orders to spite her family, but often her impulses would drive her to run straight for the ocean whenever she should be attending a diplomatic dinner or these impulses would somehow convince her a night ride in the rain would be a good idea. there was always a slight tremor in her legs when she sat still, it pushed her to go out and explore many corners of the kingdom of erys. the more she explored, the prouder she became of erys and its culture. her parents prayed their daughter would find peace and come to rest instead of always running around and getting herself into trouble.

   on the night of her sixteenth nameday, asha contracted a sweating disease and became very ill. despite how frustrated her parents could be with their energetic daughter who would never sit still, they found it much worse to see her bound to the bed as she grew weaker and weaker by the hour and there were no healers in erys who could guarantee she would live the night. in utter desperation, her distraught father turned to dark powers. it is shrouded in mystery how exactly asha seemed to become well so quickly when others had deemed her on the brink of death, how she could be seen walking around the castle the very next day as if she had not fought for every breath not even a day ago. unbeknown to her, dark magic had been cast to chase the disease away from her body. her parents celebrated their daughter’s recovery, but the dark magic they had paid for left a stain on asha. from that night on, she started dreaming of horrid monsters and is often plagued by nonsensical nightmares. a silent burden she has lived with ever since as not to further worry her ageing parents, no one knows about the unnatural state of her nightmares, she has told no one of their frequency or horribleness. 

  later in life, she fell in love with a lowly hedge knight, ser kian. he was not a suitable match for a lady of erys, but asha continued the romance and refused to marry for an alliance despite the persistence of her parents. her relationship with her family soured during this time, the softness brought forth in them by her disease was once again replaced by frustration of her recklessness. when ser kian later abandoned her to run off with a foreign rich lady, the betrayal shocked her to her core. she realised it had never been love on his side, but simply a ploy to marry into a powerful and wealthy family. after this experience, asha has been more open to the advice of her family, she has cemented her loyalty to them and better understands her fortunate position in life. while still restless and impatient and hungry for adventure, she is much more cautious when it comes to the matters of the heart and has accepted she will likely wed a stranger for the sake of securing an alliance - especially now her father has passed and her sister has become high lady. however, she will not let marriage define her and wherever she will end up in the world, she will hold onto who she is and where she came from.

EXTRA

myers briggs personality: the entrepreneur (estp)

alignment: chaotic good

hogwarts house: a hufflepuffy gryffindor (don’t @ me) 

sun sign: leo 

ennegram: seven “the enthusiast”

HEADCANONS

she is often called ‘ash’ by friends and family

asha is fond of animals in general but especially horses and has a red-brown steed from the northern lands named ‘crimson’ 

she has developed insomnia due to her frequent nightmares

she has travelled erys extensively due to her restlessness and lack of official duties in the capital 

asha always carries a dagger with a black blade on her person and was taught to wield it well by ser kian

she has never excelled in any particular noble subjects taught to her, but she is a skilled tracker and crossbow hunter - she refuses to use an ordinary bow due to her impatience and constant restlessness  

OPEN PLOTS/CONNECTIONS 

feel free to message me on discord about any of these connections! i’m open to plotting about anything, so if you have an idea that’s not on here, please message me anyway and we can have a chat <3

a betrothal (non-romantic): as erys is the newest addition to elyria, it would make sense for asha to be betrothed to either a son or brother of a high lord/lady (or king/prince), but this is also open to ruling lords of vassal houses. i am very big on chemistry between characters, so this will be a non-romantic connection (tho it might evolve based on, you guessed it, chemistry). it can also be found as an official wanted connection for new characters. 

family friend: someone very close to the lathos family. it could be a member of the vassal houses of erys or someone who has worked for her family for many years, generally someone who would be connected to her house in some way and not just her.

an old friend: a childhood friend (open to any age, gender & position). it can be a citizen of erys or someone she connected with during travels to another kingdom and they have kept in touch by writing letters. they would know of asha’s past with illness, the nightmares and her failed romance.  

a riding partner (not the dirty kind): asha is fond of riding, so this could be a person she often rides with whenever the opportunity arise. they would be more friends than acquaintances, but they would likely not know of the more intricate and personal details of her past. 

magic/sect of ino'hr connection: someone with knowledge of what was done to asha in order to chase away the sweating sickness, someone she would be able to speak with about her nightmares.

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musingmemes​:

a historical / fantasy / period / medieval friendly character survey.

reblog and bold your muses preference.

roses / cherry blossoms / orchids / tulips

winter / summer / autumn / spring

thunderstorms / sunshine / snow 

indoors / outdoors

meat / fruit / sweets

extravagance / traditionalism / minimalism

god fearing / non god fearing

cats / dogs / horses / birds

sunrise / sunset

day time / night time

fire / earth / water / wind 

reading / writing

rising early / sleeping late 

wine / ale / neither

fur / silk / satin / lace 

rubies / pearls / sapphires 

horse back / walking / carriages 

love / power

having company / being alone 

lakes / rivers / oceans 

knife / sword / bow / poison 

gold / silver 

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