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Lady-Vypren. Independent. Mutuals Only & Mutually Exclusive blog. Portraying Sabitha Frey from Fire and Blood / A Song of Ice and Fire. Headcanon-based, follows BOOK canon only.

⟩› written by IRY.— she/her. GTM-6. 19yrs. Mexican.

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Lady-Vypren. Independent. Mutuals Only & Mutually Exclusive blog. Portraying Sabitha Frey from Fire and Blood / A Song of Ice and Fire. Headcanon-based, follows BOOK canon only.

⟩› written by IRY.— she/her. GTM-6. 19yrs. Mexican.

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Lady-Vypren. Independent. Mutuals Only & Mutually Exclusive blog. Portraying Sabitha Frey from Fire and Blood / A Song of Ice and Fire. Headcanon-based, follows BOOK canon only.

⟩› written by IRY.— she/her. GTM-6. 19yrs. Mexican.

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Verses.

Reblooming the Riverlands

Verse detailing her marriage to Forrest Frey. AU in which Forrest survives the dance of dragons, slowly rebuilding their home and family. This verse includes mentions of pregnancy and childbirth.

Explores: a marriage without (romantic) love, not fitting as a lady nor as a knight, conflict inside one's identity.

The Lads

Sabitha's journey in the Riverlands during the Dance of Dragons. The taking of Harrenhall and her husband's death. Includes her romance with Alysanne Blackwood.

Explores: marching towards the unknown, friendship and romance made on the battlefield, the burden of oaths, following one's duty until the end.

Widow's Work

Covers her widowhood after Forrest Frey's death and the regency for her son. After the dance she returned home to the Twins, to try to reestablish some semblance of order in the northern riverlands. Sabitha held the Widow Fairs at the Twins, matching landless Stark soldiers who stayed in the south with widows who lost their husbands in the war.

Explores: the consequences of war, survivor's guilt, remorse for the unsaid, matchmaking in troubling times, motherhood in widowhood.

Maiden & Crone

Canon divergent. Sabitha is selected as one of Aegon III's regents and stays at King's Landing. Affiliated with @goldenclarice

Explores: the consequences of war, surviving at court, responsibility in power, rebuilding the kingdom, politics during unsteady times.

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My portrayal.

Name: Sabitha from Houses Frey by marriage & Vypren by birth. Title / Occupation: Lady of the Twins Birth year: 102 AC Gender & Pronouns: cis woman, she/her Sexuality: lesbian Region: born in the Riverlands Religion: Faith of the Seven Interests: archery, horse riding, writing and Personality: introverted, sharp-tongued, self-reliant, manipulative, and dignified. Eye color: green Hair color: black Height: 168 cm Face claim: Wang Laoji Family: kin in house Vypren. Parents and three older brothers. Alongside her husband, they have six children. Relationships: verse dependant. Forrest Frey (husband). Alysanne Blackwood (lover). Clarice Tyrell (lover & life partner, exclusive to the Maiden & Crone verse). - Views on marriage: In all verses she's married to (or the widow of) Forrest Frey. Forrest is a gallant and skilled knight, any girl's dream in every song. But Sabitha cannot fall in love with him, even if she tries.

Fourth-born child inside the House Vypern, Sabitha received an outstanding education in politics, geography, history, religion and economy due to her father's love for knowledge. She is as well educated as most men and can catch up with her husband's paperwork. She developed a love for writing in this time and she secretly writes poems for her female companions but will always denied it in public.

Before her marriage, Sabitha was simply a maiden with no interest in boys; instead she had a strong devotion to the Seven (as cover up). When House Vypren proposed the marriage to Forrest, his first impression was a pious lady who may not show interest in romance yet, but it could happen. He was a gallant and skilled knight, any girl's dream in every song. The man she's going to marry is a stranger, an acquaintance at best.

Forrest can openly take a mistress. It's an insult to her but she takes it, it means she isn't needed in his bed anymore. He fathers bastard girls and Sabitha says nothing. She hosts parties, makes connections and most importantly; makes allies. She charms every Lady and some Lords and becomes her own force of nature, so not matter how little power Forrest actually wants to grant her; Sabitha always has a support system.

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Rules.

This blog is OC and AU friendly! But I'm personally not invested in crossovers. 💖

Important, English isn't my first language.

Exclusivity: I'm mutually exclusive. I have heavenly plotted some relationships with my writing partners and therefore I don't see myself writing with different versions of the same character. My blog is for mutuals only.

Writing: I understand we all have real life responsibilities, but if a thread is unanswered for two (2) months or longer I'll just assume the interest was lost. Unless I was given a hiatus notice.

NSFW: Due to personal reasons, I do NOT write smut. Any attempt to convince me will get you blocked.

Shipping: I'm open to shipping and actually enjoy doing it. I don't start romance plots first unless I know the person for a little while beforehand. Please let me know you before shoving a romance in my DMs. I'm very selective over the romances I want to write, so don't be upset if I don't choose you. It's not personal.

Plotting: I prefer plotted threads as I need some text to get an idea of the scene. One liners might be left unanswered if I don't find the inspiration to respond.

I use my verses as a timeline to organize my threads and I'm more than open to plot outside those time-frames! I do all my plotting on discord, so we can brainstorm there.

As a final note, this blog doesn't welcome team discourse. You can have your own opinions, but I'm here to write and have fun, not fight over fictional characters. Basic DNI: this blog doesn't accept any type of bigotry.

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The princess words were true. Sabitha had no real knowledge over Dorne. She heard about Clarice's late husband's demise on dornish soil, but the story between Dorne and the Reach was long and painful, filled with battles and bloodshed. One dead could not define the whole conflict. Sabitha nodded, unsure how to answer. Her mind turned towards the familiar and her hands were soon looking for arrows. Perhaps it wasn't wise to shot mid conversation, but Sabitha had better luck with written words than spoken ones and her lips were sealed.

Conversations couldn't last unless she talked though. She forced herself to speak. —You might be the first to say that, your Grace. My Lady-mother was mortified when I shot during my first pregnancy. —Lady Lythene had different expectations for Sabitha, in marriage and pregnancy alike. Her mother wouldn't call it a pleasant memory, but she did. Aliandra shot and Sabitha soon follow. Her arrow hit the target with the usual, clapping sound.

—I just arrived. It's too soon to say I'm tired of court yet. My husband is participating on the wedding tourneys, he's excited. —If she wasn't in her condition, Sabitha would steal her husband's armor and join in a joust or two. Sabitha was confident she could win an archery competition... if she was allowed to participate. — I'm exhausted from him. He keeps chattering about his last tourney as if I had not been there, literally by his side... I have him my favor and lost after the first round. The Gods know I'm not in condition to see him fall from his horse this time around. I've never understood men's need to prove themselves by endangering themselves. —Her anger has boiling up; her body tensing like her bow's string. Her next shot failed. The arrow passed barely next to the target, getting lost into the yard's background. Sabitha couldn't help but grumble. —I apologize, I got distracted... I'm sure you didn't came here to hear about marital disputes. Tell me, how is your stay in the Red Keep? I hope it's an enjoyable stay.

8th day of the 12th month, 129 AC

with.— @theprincessofd0rne

Sabitha arrived back at King's Landing for the Royal Wedding. Her second visit was easier, calmer and quiet than before. Theo stayed home, under the care of his uncles and aunts. His health was too delicate and Sabitha worried the journey would be too difficult for him this time. Her second pregnancy wasn't taxing on her body, but her mind could definitely use some distraction. Talking with the Queen or her sister wasn't enough anymore, she couldn't turn to her favorite hobby; riding wasn't comfortable while, apparently, carrying twins.

So she improvised, Sabitha walked across the Red Keep's hallways, the path now intuitive for her; she found the training yard empty. Thankfully, she didn't want any witness around. To be judged for her tastes was one thing, to be judged for doing archery while pregnant was another. She had brought her own bow with her; the dark oak made a nice contrast with her light blue silks.

Sabitha prepared her arrow, the familiar motion appease her mind. Mermatize with her own actions. She was ready to shoot when someone else's arrow hit the target. « Impeccable shot, it must be Alysanne. » Her friend was the only archer that had ever bested Sabitha. She turned around searching for her but instead found a different woman next to her.

—Princess Aliandra —Sabithe bowed in instinct, a small smile formed on her lips.— A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I didn't know Dorne was lead by such impressive archer.

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The Realm's Guiding Lights

Sabitha Frey ✧ The Light on The River The Lights of The Realm serve as shining examples of wisdom, beauty, and prosperity, to guide noble and commonfolk alike through the darkest storms and into new dawns throughout The Seven Kingdoms. All married ladies with children and families of their own to nurture and lead, the title cannot be earned through, elegance, wit, or fortitude alone, but only by weathering her own personal hardships and emerging with an indelible brightness she wields to guide those who seek light in the midst of storms she herself stands as dazzling proof we all may yet survive. Our Lady-Regent of The Twins, Lady Sabitha, is written by Iry on @lady-of-ladies and she is particularly searching for younger sister, Lady Eleanor Vypren-Moore, as well as her good-brother, the younger brother of the late-Lord Forrest, Ambrose Frey, and would overall be thrilled to welcome any and all of our open characters in House Frey and House Vypren. home — wanted —navigate — apply — discord

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One of the babes kicked out before she could speak, she smiled through the pain, but the heavy breathing and bitten lips exposed her true feelings. « Mother above, we both love our children, but why do they kick so damn hard?!? »

—My late Lord husband was so excited for the babes. The God's blessed us, I prefer to see it as more children with less pregnancies. It's a shame my maester doesn't allow me to ride in this state. I understand why, but sometimes I wish to get away from everyone and mourn on my own.

Sabitha called her maid to served some tea and sweets for the both of them. Her maid managed to fit everything into the table, next to the game.

—My father used to tell me, when nobles bicker over power and influence, a frog hides before jumping. My mother loves the view more than me, she was delighted when the late Lord Theodore agree to my betrothal with his son Forrest. I played the role of a blushing maiden spectacularly well. No Vypern had marry a house so rich before. —She smiled as if they were sharing a joke only them understand.— No one notices when frogs and fishes jump, but we both know they can get really high, really quickly. But I suppose a son of house Tully never has to worry about raising high... It's a shame.

Without explaining much, Sabitha took a paper that was resting in the table; it was almost hidden under the chess board and for a second she worried the pieces would fall out.

—Forrest wished to have a family portrait, the whole family, after they were born. I ask Lady Clarice to send a renounced painter from Highgarden, she recommended one, he did a portrait for her young ward Lady Greyjoy, marvelous painting if I can say so myself. This paiter says he saw you dancing with a boy, such crazy tale. He cannot be so far from home, all the way to the south, I told him. But he insists, auburn hair is hard to miss, and painters know their colors well, he said. —Sabitha bited one of her cookies, she craved a lot of sweets this last weeks. She ate until Oscar appeared to process the news.— I'm not here to judge, dear. Perhaps you could use some help picking a bride, one who's anxious to be declared barren by her new husband and never visited at night again. I made a list of options, every maiden that plans to escape into the faith or become a seamstress and work until old age; just to avoid a man in her bed, I know them all.

She lent the list over to him, she had names from ladies all over the Riverlands, from high noble houses, all the way down to the kightly houses. Hopefully, Oscar would like one of them.

4th day of the 2nd month, 130 AC

with.— @oscartullyofriverrun

Forrest's funeral might have ended, but Sabitha's ever lasting list of task was always full these days. Most widows withered with loss, Sabitha instead was blooming. Suspiciously bright after such tragedy, she was aware rumors would ignite if her smiles were noticed publicly.

Instead, she hide. Show herself in public covered in veils and black dresses, Forrest could get that respect for the next weeks. Sabitha visit the Sept often and lighted a candle for him. For Theo's loss. She was a new woman under the eyes of the court, a regent.

Rulership was no stranger to her. Soon she'd have her twins. She hoped for just one daughter. She prayed for her more than anything else. Her candles melted and the wax lost its warm, but her intuition swore two daughters will come to her.

Until that day, she had work to be done... and plans she had to complete. Sabitha organize the chess in front of her for the fifth time, anxiously waiting for her guest.

When organizing guests into neatly distributed rooms inside the Crossing; she accounted for the Brackens and Blackwoods, kept them as far away from each other as possible; her family was near her apartments; and Lady Clarice was back at her side. Everyone else was arrenge around those choices.

The Tully's were granted the highest place of honor near Forrest's old chambers. Fitting of their station and preventing any fighting over someone else (her in-laws) deserving such treatment.

This meant Ser Oscar Tully would be forced to walk across the bridge all the way to Sabitha's chambers. Her solar was welcoming a lot of people lately, most came to say goodbye and wish her good luck as her pregnancy reach its end. Today, she was expecting something brighter to talk about.

The guard announced Oscar's arrival and Sabitha nod her head in acknowledgement.

—I apologize Ser, I'm in no condition to walk right now... or stand actually, my feet are killing me. Although by experience I can say one gets accustomed to walking the distance between the Twins, I hope it wasn't a bother. Please take a seat.

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Sabitha smiled as she heard the words; "my love" the reassurance that her feelings were reciprocal. Clarice's smile, her warm, her embrace. It was better than any songs her sister could perform. Sabitha never blushed for her husband, but her face was pink as Clarice's lips brushed her own. Her head skipped a beat, perhaps two. She wished she could place a hand behind Clarice's neck and carefully caressed her hair, holding her hand wasn't enough. Sabitha wished for everything and everyone to stop, so she can cherish the moment forever. She moves a little while holding her daughter, so Clarice has space to rest on the bed too.

—He wanted boys... like Ambrose and Merianne have, he had little faith in Theo's health, in me. —She grabbed Clarice's hand tighter. « There's no point at staying mad at the dead. » The God's answered her prayers and her daughters were born healthy. « Theo was also born healthy. » Jonquil was sleeping peacefully on her chest. « Peace I hope last us for a while. » Sleepless nights would soon arrive, but Sabitha felt ready for them.— It's good to hear someone else expected them, other than me. —Sabitha closed her eyes and allowed herself to finally relax.— Thank you.

The moment doesn't last, not as long as Sabitha hoped it did. The question would come sooner than later. She avoids her gaze, even when she knows it's pointless. "There's no shame in it." The words comfort her... but not enough for her to truly relax. She bites her lips. No one else could hear her, most maids already saw her first pregnancy. Everyone in the castle were aware and yet, Sabitha had troubles saying the words. —Stay... —The plead leaves her lips before she can stop it. « She never said she was leaving. Perhaps the lost of blood affected me more than I thought. » She tried to keep her composure, but her voice was scratchy and tired.— I'm gonna need company anyways. The babes are healthy. The maester and midwife agree on that regard. —Starting with her daughters was comfort enough.— They argue over me. I was half a year abed after Theo's birth. I may stay in this damned bed for half a year again. My midwife Moyra says I may be luckier this time. She may allow me to walk from time to time. Back then, I wrote a lot... I can write you something if you wish, hopefully make the burden easier. Hopefully this time I can return to my duties sooner, as I'm Regent now. —She could leave the paperwork under her in-laws' care, but she had her doubts about their true intentions.— Everyone took a toll after Forrest's sudden death, having to care for everything on the Twins afterwards is tiring. Even more while being with child. I needed the rest, but I'm worried someone may use it against me.

She left the name unsaid. Ambrose Frey. Sabitha saw her love's authority be questioned by men, her own family nonetheless, and she refused to let the same to happen to herself. « I'll make this keep our own haven and safeguard. Whatever it takes. » She was in no position to fight, but that wouldn't stop her.

—Our last maester said I wasn't made for... bearing children. My hips are too narrow, he said. I wouldn't survive it. —The memories were uncomfortable, but Sabitha force herself to stop they being scared of them.— He almost cut me open, that madman... So I almost stabbed him. —Sabitha was proud of herself for that, but the worried expression of her maids whenever she had to see any maester afterwards made her a self-conscious. It was a miracle no one declared her hysterical. It wasn't something she should be remembering with such a victorious smile in her face, yet she did it.— That's why I ask my brother Robin to come for this pregnancy. I trust him more than any man the Citadel can send. No offense.

Sabitha chuckle over their bet.— How are the little ones doing? Did my screams scared them? —Even after shorting the staff until only the ones Sabitha trusted remained, the air felt tense. She had no time for bashfulness when her body screamed in pain. If Sabitha was honest with herself, she was still in pain. « Where's Sarya? I could use some milk of the poppy. » She sent her headmaid away, hopefully she'd returned soon.— Their eyes are green, like mine... and they better send you back to me as many times as possible.

She looked at her eyes, and smiled. Sabitha allowed herself to truly relax in her lover's embrace. —I want to do a portrait for us. Although it would be improper if we had a portrait together so soon... Not that it'd actually stop me. —Forrest had requested a renounced painter to come all the way from the Reach so they could portray the whole family after the babes were born. Now it would be the first time their family was depicted without him.— I'll have to look regal and imposing while listening to Ambrose's rants about his stolen duties. If I'm going to pose for so long, I wish to have your company by my side. I suppose my mother-in-law's companionship shall suffice for now.

16th day of the 2nd month, 130 AC

with.— @goldenclarice

Sabitha's body was shacking, even after the midwife said her girls were healthy and strong. She was safe, Sabitha repeated to herself over and over again. She survived the birth, Sabitha knew she wasn't being rational when she wanted to visit the maester and scream at him for daring to say she wouldn't live through a second pregnancy because he was clearly wrong. It took her mother a great deal of time to calm her down, but eventually Sabitha agree to rest in her chambers while her maids dress her new born girls. She showered and change into new clothes with shaking legs. Blood stopped dripping between her legs as the hours passed and Sabitha finally relaxed.

Thankfully, most guests from Forrest's funeral left. She didn't want to hear anyone's complains. Only her family and Lady Clarice stayed in the Crossing to help her adjust to her new life. She spent the first day mostly sleeping and she received visits until the second day.

Her sister keep her company, playing the harp and singing to smooth Sabitha's temper. Her words were sweet and lovely.

The Mother gives the gift of life,

and watches over every wife.

Her gentle smile ends all strife,

and she loves her little children.

The castle was mourning, but her babies didn't need to mourn a man they never met. Sabitha told her maids to allow the girls wear white. Standing out in the darkness like a pair of little lights. One was named Ryella, the other Jonquil. They both inherited her Vypern green eyes and black hair. « Forrest had black hair too, but it doesn't count. They look like me. » Sabitha smiled as she looked at them. The God's had finally granted her daughters.

Sabitha's singing voice would never match her sister's, but her little girls wouldn't notice until they grow up. For now, she was content having her twins near her body. Holding one of them in her arms. The other was sleeping on her cradle.

The Maiden dances through the sky,

she lives in every lover's sigh.

Her smiles teach the birds to fly,

and gives dreams to little children.

In the privacy of her chambers, Sabitha dressed in comfortable night gowns and kept her hair in a ponytail. There was no point in keeping her wedding ring, but Sabitha wore the silver ring on her hands anyways. Playing with the gemstones from time to time. Her maid Sarya announced the arrival of Lady Clarice and left the room. Sabitha looked at Eleanor and she gave her an understanding look. Her sister winked before she left, she was used to Sabitha's fondness for women after all.

—My lady... I wish to present to you, Ryella and Jonquil Frey. Although they are asleep, so they can greet you right now. —A soft chuckle left Sabitha's lips as she saw the woman in front of her with a loving smile.

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𝑻𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑺 𝑭𝑳𝑨𝑽𝑶𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑺. 

❝ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍. 𝗐𝖺𝗋 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾.  ❞

𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬𝐞 of a 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐫 in garden ✿ ／ she 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 with bravery and courage for the freedom.

❛❛ 聖徒之戰 ❜❜ the last enemy falls, while the 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 blade continues to cry blood.

(act)ㅤㅤ 𝒊𝒗.ㅤㅤ inside the 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐫 is the castle of a warrior loyal to his goddess.

miss 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐚 ﹙ strength. 勇氣 ﹚ the arc of justice 上升 ／ 𝐰𝐚𝐫. 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟗. victory for us. 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 敵人.

𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐚 ❛ ( ... ) with haunting melody, like a trumpet from majestic 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐮𝐦.

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