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qcyqoyi​:

open  starter  /  @reignrbs​​

days  ago,  myriah  walked  about  sunspear  practically  wearing  nothing  as  she  enjoyed  the  warmth  of  her  home  and  celebrating  her  crowned  prince  and  his  bride  to  be.    now,  her  sword  was  sheathed  at  her  side  and  wearing  clothes  more  suitable  if  something  were  to  happen  ––  again.    the  entire  mood  had  shifted,  angering  the  very  proud  dornish  woman  to  see  her  people  in  distress.    ❝  only  cowards  act  this  way  …  ,  ❞  she  says  to  no  one  in  particular,  to  whoever  had  joined  her  on  the  balcony  where  she  stands.

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Zander barely went anywhere without being ready for a fight, but he had noticed the more guarded tendencies of the people around him after recent events, and he couldn’t blame them. Nodding his head as he approached the balcony, generally preferring to look for higher ground when he felt threatened, he just stood there and looked out. “Have there been any updates? Any more information about what happened?” 

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sertorrekredsmith​:

Torrek found a seat at one of the tables in the far end of tavern. Earlier, he had been kept company by some of his companions, who eventually left some with a woman, others retiring for the night. Torrek remained, enjoying the ale and the food, looking towards the door when a new face entered the tavern. There weren’t many people left so he stood up, making his way over to the counter, before ordering himself another fill. “Did not expect to see someone coming in at such a late hour. Are you trying to avoid prying eyes?” He asked with a smirk.

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While Zander was not the most avid fan of traveling away from the North where he was used to how things functioned and as a member of the Stark family he was afforded the luxury of people around him knowing not to approach him unless he invited them over for a discussion. No such luck when they were in foreign territory though, so he just sighed and turned towards the man speaking to him. “Is this hour considered late here? Forgive me I am from the North so hours in darkness all seem to meld together and the concept of time is a little different I suppose,” he said, shrugging and ordering a large glass of something to drink. “Though I could ask the same of you. If it is such a late hour, seeing as you are still here, It leaves me to wonder what you could be hiding from prying eyes.” 

[ofetoile]

⟨ leo suter. cismale. he/him. 30 years old. ⟩ we welcome zander stark to dorne , the prince of the north. keep an eye out for their combative nature, they tend to cover it up by acting charismatic.  rumor has it they are for the peace treaty, and their loyalties lie with house stark. you’ll know it’s them when you get flashes of Clashing Swords and boisterous laughter 

BASICS

FULL NAME: Zander Stark 

NICKNAMES: n/a

TITLES: Prince of the North 

AGE: Thirty

GENDER: CIS Male

PRONOUNS: He / Him

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual 

ALLEGIANCE: House Stark 

APPEARANCE

FACECLAIM:  leo suter HEIGHT:   six feet, two inches. BUILD:   muscular, strong, athletic  HAIR:   thick and curly brown hair, often slicked back and tied away from his face as he’s always training or fighting.  EYE COLOR:   brown 

FAMILY

FATHER:   king tylon stark. MOTHER:   queen melina stark nee tully ( deceased ). SIBLINGS:  harrion stark ( brother ), lyanna and alexia stark ( sisters ), and utp snow ( half-sibling) EXTENDED FAMILY:   ravella stark nee blackwood (sister-in-law), rickon stark ( uncle, deceased ), belinda stark nee tbd ( aunt, deceased ), prince utp stark ( cousin ), prince/ss utp stark ( cousin ) prince/ss utp stark ( cousin ), house tully ( maternal cousins ), 

HISTORY

Born the second Stark prince, there was never as much pressure placed on Zanders shoulders. His brother was the heir, and the Prince that the North put all their hopes on, which left Zander free to pretty much do as he pleased, resulting in endless training and coming up along the ranks with those who fought for the North. While as a child he resented the fact that he always came second to his brother, as he grew he learned to appreciate the freedoms that he had, and has fully accepted his role in the family, preferring to stay out of court business unless he is needed. 

Chaotic is one word to describe Zander, he is known as the renegade in close circles and acts spontaneously and doesn’t believe in plans and structure. He does as he pleases or he bends the will of others to get to where he wants to be, hardly ever compromising which makes him an excellent soldier - having been trained in combat since he could stand came in handy when he often chooses to be out with the other fighters instead of being presented in Court as a Prince of the North. 

Now that his brother is King however, he is starting to feel the pressure in the sense that he feels he needs to be there for Harrion more than ever, with their parents not around he does his best to lend an ear or accompany his brother whenever he needs him to be there which is what has led him to where he is now, accompanying his family and letting himself be used for his position, being in different places but always as a single and intimidating unit. 

Wanted Plots/ Connections 

tbd. 

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stxrfclls​:

 her  smile  is  soft  as  he  repeats  her  own  words  ,  but  he  was  not  wrong.  “  remind  me  to  never  inflate  your  ego  again.  ”  teases  she.  her  words  are  light  ,  not  matching  the  fire  racing  through  her  veins  at  the  mere  feel  of  stefan’s  lips  on  her  own  ,  his  arms  around  her.  for  a  princess  who  always  hated  the  heat  ,  she  embraced  it  and  more  now.  it  felt  as  if  her  entire  being  was  aflame  ,  like  no  experience  before  had  ever  set  the  princess  so  alive  in  her  life.  she  wanted  more  ,  needed  more.  her  lips  break  from  his  for  only  a  moment  when  she  gasps  ,  surprised  as  he  lifts  her  but  legs  already  wrapping  around  his  hips  and  causing  the  thin  southern  dress  she  wore  to  bunch.  lex  blinked  a  few  times  ,  looking  at  the  man  she  was  now  effectively  wrapped  around.  this  was  uncharted  territory  ,  she  had  absolutely  no  idea  what  to  do  or  even  what  to  say  ,  but  the  word  that  fell  across  her  lips  was  swifter  than  her  mind  could  catch.  “  no.  ”  because  she  didn’t  want  him  to  go  ,  she  didn’t  care  how  much  trouble  they  would  both  be  in.  many  of  the  things  lex  did  weren’t  thought  through  ,  regrets  were  for  the  morning  after  or  not  at  all  ,  but  in  this  moment  she  knew  she  didn’t  care.  she  wanted  this  ,  nothing  before  had  felt  so  right.  “  please  don’t  leave  me.  ”  adds  the  princess.

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He’d carried her a few times before, so it was no surprise that it came easily to him to lift her up into his arms, but the intimacy and the passion in both of their eyes as he did was a different sensation that he’d never actually experienced before. Stefan was not naive or new to this, he’d been with women before as any man in his station would have, but since being a knight his duty was solely to the protection of the princess, and somewhere along the way the feelings of needing to protect her had evolved and grown into caring for her more than he had cared for anyone before. He’d meant it when he said that she was the most important person in the world to him, but he didn’t know that the feelings were returned until she kissed him back, and now it felt like he’d gotten all the answers that he was looking for. “Alexia, I will never leave you. Not ever. Not if you don’t want me to,” he said, looking into her eyes before pressing her lips against hers for just a second, taking a deep breath before his kisses trailed down her neck, burying. his head in her long auburn hair as he kissed down to her shoulders, sofly sliding the material of her dress down lower and kissing every inch of exposed skin, “You... are the most beautiful woman in all of Westeros, I only wish I was more deserving of you..” 

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stxrfclls​:

 her  eyebrows  knit  ,  “  i  don’t  wish  for  it  to  ever  come  to  that.  ”  but  she  knows  his  words  are  riddled  with  honesty.  yet  the  words  hurt  ,  she  did  not  wish  for  that  day  to  ever  come.  her  mind  quickly  swooped  in  with  reasons  it  would  not  ,  one  day  she’d  find  herself  married  and  likely  not  keep  her  same  guard.  it’d  be  a  horrible  day  ,  she  wasn’t  yet  prepared  for  ,  never  wishing  to  leave  winterfell  or  be  away  from  the  person  her  heart  seemed  to  only  continue  craving.  the  princess  was  reckless  ,  impulsive  and  always  seeking  things  she  should  not  ,  but  she’d  always  held  a  firm  line.  flirting  with  her  guards  was  one  thing  ,  doing  anything  else  that  could  ruin  their  own  honor  was  against  the  code  she’d  set  out  for  herself.  she  was  immature  on  most  days  ,  but  the  princess  did  not  wish  to  be  the  cause  of  someone’s  down  fall.  but  all  those  worries  ,  all  those  fears  ?  they  paled  the  moment  stefan’s  arms  found  themselves  around  her  waist  ,  and  gods  did  they  all  but  disappear  entirely  when  he  met  her  gaze.  lex  was  firmly  rooted  in  her  spot  ,  uncertain  what  was  going  to  happen  but  knowing  enough  to  realize  the  found  themselves  on  the  precipice  of  something  that  could  not  be  dialed  back.  her  mind  and  her  heart  were  screaming  ,  but  all  it  did  was  create  this  white  noise  that  blurred  out  everything  else  around  them.  if  another  stumbled  across  the  pair  now  they’d  be  in  trouble  enough  ,  but  lex  wouldn’t  notice  to  care.  and  then  her  name  ,  gods  the  way  he  used  her  full  name  always  set  off  little  fireworks  in  her  soul.  but  those  fireworks  were  nothing  compared  to  the  explosion  that  erupted  inside  of  the  ice  princess  the  moment  his  lips  touched  her  own.  lex’s  grip  tightened  ,  one  hand  moving  up  to  cup  the  side  of  his  neck  as  she  kissed  him  back.  the  littlest  wolf  had  kissed  before  ,  but  never  in  her  life  had  she  felt  like  this.

“And it won’t because like we said, I’m very good at my job,” he said, smirking at her softly, though all other discussions and conversations or jabs between them seemed to fade away the moment that his lips touched hers. He couldn’t believe that he was doing it, that he had let go of how hard he had been trying to hold back from doing exactly this- getting this close to the princess and giving into his desires. He felt like he was dreaming when she kissed him back with just as much passion as he’d kissed her, moaning softly into her mouth as his hands eased into her body more comfortably, holding on to her before he lifted her up so that he was carrying her and supporting her as her back leant against the wall, both of them staying as quiet as possible given the craziness of what they were doing, and what the implications of even the single kiss would lead to. “Alexia, I--” he could barely say anything without the insatiable hunger to have her lips against his overwhelmed him again, leaning his head against hers as he caught his breath, he stared into her eyes again for a moment, “Say the word and I will turn and walk away,” 

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stxrfclls​:

“  my  father  loves  you  ,  stefan.  i  do  not  think  that  will  happen.  ”  she’d  never  heard  the  man  talk  so  highly  of  another  ,  but  it  didn’t  annoy  her.  their  families  had  always  been  close  ,  if  anything  ,  she  just  was  thankful  he  didn’t  wish  to  remove  stefan  from  her  detail.  lex  knew  she  shouldn’t  be  so  attached  to  the  knight  ,  shouldn’t  think  of  him  the  way  she  did  ,  but  gods  was  it  getting  harder  and  harder  to  stop  as  they  continued  to  be  trapped  here.  a  heavy  sigh  slips  from  the  princess’s  lips  ,  “  i  know.  ”  whispered  gently.  she’d  seen  her  brother  actually  wounded  and  her  cousin  know  amongst  the  poisoned.  while  lex  had  faired  better  at  this  ball  than  the  last  ,  she  knew  that  was  by  sheer  luck  alone.  but  the  wolf  hated  her  cage  ,  craving  the  small  amount  of  freedom  she  had  in  the  north  that  here  was  all  but  gone  entirely.  her  eyes  widen  for  a  fraction  when  stefan  pulls  her  close  ,  little  fireworks  setting  off  across  every  piece  of  her  skin  that  touched  him.  lex’s  arms  were  quick  to  wrap  around  him  ,  breathing  shallow  as  she  looked  into  his  eyes.  his  words  did  nothing  to  help  that  little  battle  inside  of  her  ,  the  one  where  she  told  herself  the  little  crush  she  had  was  nothing  ,  would  go  nowhere.  it  felt  like  the  world  around  them  faded  away  entirely  ,  and  she  could  only  look  into  his  eyes  with  a  vulnerability  and  fear  that  was  completely  new.  “  stefan…  ”  but  she  trails  off  ,  the  princess  entirely  unsure  of  what  to  say.

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“Your father knows that I would die protecting you,” he said, making it a statement in itself because he would happily lay his life down for Alexia. Really, these feelings had been there for a long time now, but knowing that he could never and should never act on them given her position in the North, he had held back and resisted, careful about being too close to her even when he was protecting her. But all of that changed when they left the North, and things started happening where Alexia and the Starks had been in danger countless times, and it was getting more difficult to keep that safe distance from the princess. Even in that moment, he didn’t know if he should leave or do as his heart was telling him to, and stay, but allowing his eyes to meet hers broke down all the sense and resolve in the man who, for all intents and purposes, had been trained as a soldier to be able to push away those exact feelings. He didn’t know if she felt the same way, or if she was about to shove him away from her, but his arms never moved from where they were on her waist, holding her as close to his body as he could and almost locking her in against the wall of the empty hallway, glad that this was happening in the early hours when everyone was still asleep or barricaded in their chambers, “Alexia...” he murmured, shaking his head like he was arguing with himself and winning a fight against his better judgement before he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. 

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stxrfclls​:

 she  used  to  be  so  annoyed  when  a  guard  caught  her  ,  and  at  times  that  included  stefan.  but  lex  only  felt  a  dark  thrill  now  ,  a  forbidden  emotion  in  her  that  she  knew  should  be  snuffed  out.  “  if  you  were  going  to  lose  your  job  ,  you  already  would  have.  ”  she  says  with  a  shrug.  no  other  guard  had  lasted  longer  than  a  few  months  ,  nor  had  one  successfully  saved  her  from  real  danger  (  the  fact  that  none  had  come  to  that  point  was  not  important  ).  her  father  couldn’t  sing  stefan’s  praises  enough  ,  lex  knew  it  meant  the  man  was  going  nowhere  unless  he  wished  to.  “  i’m  not  sure.  i  just  can’t  sit  in  there  anymore  with  everyone’s  gloom.  ”  the  princess  was  nothing  if  not  quick  to  avoid  things  that  dampened  her  mood.  she’d  tried  to  endure  it  ,  but  enough  was  enough.  the  princess’s  feet  stop  ,  hair  floating  as  she  spins  to  look  at  her  knight.  “  i  am  not  shaken.  i  am  simply  tired  of  everyone  acting  as  if  they  were  the  ones  killed  or  harmed.  my  house  is  fine  ,  those  in  it  alive  ,  and  yet  they  are  acting  like  we  can’t  even  touch  the  food  here.  ”  so  she  was  incredibly  scared  ,  which  also  prompted  her  to  run  ,  but  the  proud  wolf  refused  to  admit  it.  her  eyes  soften  a  bit  ,  the  fire  in  them  dimming.  “  i  know  you  will  always  keep  me  safe  from  as  much  as  you  can  ,  stefan.  ”  she  doesn’t  mention  that  if  she  had  tasted  the  wine  that  night  he  could  have  done  nothing  for  her  ,  lex  doesn’t  wish  to  venture  down  that  road.  the  princess  also  does  not  mention  that  he  could  never  save  her  from  the  fate  of  a  future  betrothal  ,  yet  another  dark  cloud  on  her  parade.

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“It would only take one call, princess.” he said, shaking his head and taking stock of their surroundings, a habit that had come from being so caught up in Alexia’s safety and ensuring that she was okay. “They’re worried... both large events that have happened in the time that we’ve been here have been left with people getting hurt or dying, your family doesn’t want any of you to be next, and I for one agree with them,” he knew that things were restrictive and for a free spirit like Alexia, it was harder than it was for the others who were more content and worried about safety rather than freedom. Looking into her eyes, he caught the faint hint of fear in them and sighed, she was strong but all of the things that had happened were sure to take a toll on anyone so he allowed himself to cross the line, “Come here,” he said, pulling her into his arms and wrapping them tightly against her, struggling to stand with any composure and tipping into the realm of holding her like a lover and not the princess he was sworn to protect. “ You... are far more precious to me than anyone else in this world, and nothing will happen to you because anyone who would so much as attempt to bring you harm will not be able to come close enough to get to you,” his eyes spoke volumes because the hidden message under his noble words meant much more, and he wondered if she saw it too. 

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stxrfclls​:

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 : @ofetoile​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ // stefan manderly

 it  was  safe  to  say  the  night  had  shaken  the  princess.  she’d  been  there  to  watch  the  chaos  ,  tucking  into  stefan’s  side  and  letting  him  pull  her  back  to  her  room  with  questions  of  what  she  had  to  drink.  come  morning  she’d  learn  that  her  cousin  had  fallen  ill  ,  and  by  the  gods  was  she  relieved.  what  was  wrong  with  the  south  for  every  gathering  to  end  in  death  and  harm  ?  the  question  had  her  terrified  ,  but  in  her  true  fashion  the  princess  only  offered  bright  smiles.  she’d  even  obeyed  for  all  of  a  few  hours  before  trying  to  sneak  from  her  room  ,  but  a  few  steps  out  of  the  stark  apartments  and  the  heavy  footfalls  behind  her  told  the  littlest  wolf  her  plight  of  escape  had  not  worked.  “  has  anyone  told  you  that  you’re  too  good  at  your  job  ?  ”

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He was glad that the lengthy security measures he’d put in place for Alexia seemed to work that night, and was glad that the princess had been able to escape the chaos unscathed, he would have shielded her with his own body if it had come down to it. Of course, the peace was not kept for long though, when he noticed Alexia trying to slip away from the safety of the Stark apartments, sighing as he followed promptly behind her. “Alexia... you’re making it very difficult to keep this job. Where are you going?” he asked, walking behind her, determined to follow her wherever she went as he worried about the amount of things that had gone wrong since their arrival in the South. “I’m good at my job because I know you. I know that what happened at the ball has shaken you, and it’s alright that it has startled you somewhat. It’s done the same to everyone around you, but you have nothing to worry about because I am here and you know I will not let any harm come to you.” 

[ofetoile]

fallencrxwns​:

             Lale  does  not  coil  away  from  his  touch,  his  embrace,  quite  contrary  she  welcomes  it  in  such  a  way  that  would  have  many  shocked  if  they  were  ever  to  witness  the  way  her  relationship  with  alester  was  like.  however  that  was  the  thing,  they  could  not  allow  that.  for  years  she  had  told  herself  that,  that  even  if  she  loved  him  she  could  not  betray  her  own  plans  for  life,  her  own  ambitions  and  dreams.  thing  had  crumbled  for  her,  taken  a  bad  turn,  and  it  had  her  questioning  many  things.  that  perhaps  her  dreams  should  be  smaller,  perhaps  she  should  be  happy  with  a  quiet  life  in  the  country  side  of  the  reach  with  alester  and  a  few  children.  that  would  bring  its  own  set  of  problems,  problems  she  simply  did  not  wish  to  deal  with  anymore.  “yes,  i  suppose  i  am  simply  greedy  and  selfish  and  i  want  your  every  second  and  minute  to  belong  to  me.”  she  sighs,  leaning  into  his  frame.  “perhaps  when  we  return  home  we  can  create  some  chaos  like  this  ball  for  ourselves.”

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With everything that was going on inside, he felt it was pretty safe for him to show her the affection that she had told him that she wanted, smiling softly as his strong arms protectively held on to her, as if shielding her from the vipers inside that would never allow or understand the relationship that they had built over the years. For he was not the match that her family wanted for Lale, nor did he have the standing that she deserved from a husband and yet he felt like she was his, and he was hers in a way that could only be defined by marriage. She was everything to him, and to think otherwise was to be wrong. “You know that every second and minute already does. Even when I am unable to physically show it.” he said, placing a soft kiss on the exposed point between her neck and shoulder, “I’m sure the next ball is right around the corner, they always seem to be. Or could you have possibly meant chaos in terms of the engagement?” 

[ofetoile]

stxrfclls​:

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 : @ofetoile​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ // drystan redsmith

 “  i’d  agree  that  this  night  was  a  total  waste  ,  ”  begins  the  clansman  as  he  looks  at  his  older  brother.  his  eyes  didn’t  move  much  from  the  group  of  people  ,  frequently  finding  his  wife  and  the  other  arryns.  more  often  than  not  his  eyes  follow  that  of  cissa  as  she  stands  with  her  family  ,  nearly  impossible  to  move  from  her  in  the  dress  she  chose.  “  but  then  i’d  be  lying  for  i’d  be  robbed  of  the  sight  of  my  wife  in  that.  ”

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“I’ve been saying the same thing about these parties for as long as i can remember, brother.” he said, chuckling and finally tearing his eyes away from Elaena for long enough to have a conversation with his brother, grabbing a goblet of wine to tide him over. “I will make no comment on the subject except for saying that the women have certainly dressed to impress tonight. Some, more cruelly than others,” he said, sighing as he stole another look at Elaena, shaking his head to keep his brother from teasing him about it. 

[ofetoile]

qcyqoyi​:

closed  starter  for  drystan  redsmith  /  @ofetoile​​

it  was  hard  not  to  think  of  the  way  things  were  between  them  whenever  elaena  saw  drystan.    her  life  had  drastically  changed  when  they  parted  and  though  she  wanted  to  be  angry,  she  held  onto  those  memories  and  the  person  she  was  when  they  were  together  with  fondness.    he’s  not  hard  to  miss  and  she  has  spotted  him  early  on  in  the  night  but  with  her  focus  on  pimchanok,  she’d  been  preoccupied  most  of  the  night.    finally,  the  princess  finds  herself  sibling  free  and  makes  her  way  over  to  drystan,  easy  smile  gracing  her  lips.    ❝  would  you  like  to  dance?  ❞    she  does  not  wait  for  his  answer,  the  help  of  liquid  courage  making  her  lean  forward  to  grab  his  hands.    ❝  you  will  not  deny  a  princess,  right?  ❞

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He did not think that Elaena would acknowledge him during the festivities, he knew how close she was to her siblings and understood that the evening meant more to her because of her personal connection to Pimchanok, and as a Targaryen princess. If there was anyone who knew how important her role and her family was to Elaena, it was Drystan. It was after all part of the reason why they had made the decision that they did when they found out about her pregnancy. He was far below her and always would be, and it would be better for their child if he had no claim to them. Still, despite all the history and the time that had passed, she was as beautiful as ever and Drystan caught himself staring at her throughout the whole evening, finding her more beautiful than any other woman, as he always had and he suspected always would. Taking her hand in his, he took a few steps forward, leading her on to the dance floor. “Princess or not, I wouldn’t deny you, Elaena.” 

[ofetoile]

stxrfclls​:

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 : @ofetoile​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ // stefan marbrand

 she’d  promised  not  to  run  off  alone  ,  but  that  certainly  did  not  stop  the  princess  from  pushing  her  boundaries.  alexia  took  a  deep  breath  of  the  nighttime  summer  air  as  she  gazed  out  at  king’s  landing  from  the  balcony  of  the  ballroom.  it  was  a  beautiful  sight  ,  little  lights  flickering  as  others  lived  their  lives.  when  she  heard  the  door  open  the  princess  didn’t  even  turn  ,  she  knew  exactly  who  had  found  her  out  on  the  balcony.  “  took  you  long  enough.  ”

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Stepping out into the balcony, Stefan chuckled when she spoke without ever turning around to face him. “I gave you a head start, thought that you could use a few minutes to be out here on your own, and I’ve already secured all the balconies with guards watching from the ground.” he explained, clearing his throat and joining her on the balcony, resting his forearms on the marble ledge. “Are you having a good time?” 

[ofetoile]

encirclet​:

addressed   to          :         open  to  all   /   @reignrbs​​​​​  .

location          :          the  ballroom  ,  the  betrothal  celebration  .

visera  had  begun  the  night  tightly  wound  ,  like  a  loaded  spring  ,  every  muscle  in  her  body  tensed  ,  waiting  for  something  to  happen  .  she’d  picked  a  perch  from  which  she  could  see  almost  the  entirety  of  the  ball  as  it  sprawled  in  front  of  her  and  called  it  home  whilst  she  cycled  her  gaze  throughout  the  room  ,  settling  on  each  of  her  loved  ones  in  order  .  rhaenara  ,  her  mother  ,  rhaegar  ,  daemon  ,  visenya  ,  ferah  ,  reila  ,  lucerys  ,  alexia  ,  a  cursory  glance  towards  clan  redsmith  ,  and  then  pim  —  who  was  always  a  challenge  to  find  ,  one  visera  looked  forward  to  at  the  end  of  each  round  .  she  had  grown  dizzy  within  the  hour  and  altered  her  course  ,  taking  up  the  task  of  cupbearer  —  traversing  the  room  ,  offering  wine  to  nobles  with  a  smile  as  sweet  as  a  sour  girl  could  muster  ,  as  if  they  were  her  own  welcomed  guests  in  the  castle  that  housed  her  ,  but  that  she  would  never  call  home  .  “  more  wine  ?  ”  visera  asks  the  nearest  bystander  with  urgency  ,  locking  them  in  her  lilac  gaze  in  beats  ,  it  shifting  from  them  to  somewhere  over  their  shoulder  where  a  stop  in  her  cycle  vaguely  stands  .  “  i  believe  it’s  dornish  ,  before  you  waste  your  breath  with  the  question  of  its  origin  .  ”

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Turning towards the Targaryen - at least that was how he saw the daughter of the Targaryen princess, the air about her definitely showing the way she was brought up as a noble and in the most noble manner, even with the loosely veiled disdain for the job that she had taken over that evening as they all gathered and celebrated the betrothal. “I assure you, my lady. I had no intention of questioning the origin of the wine. In events like this I learned a long time ago that wine should be taken regardless of the origin and enjoyed as a socially acceptable sedative to the intensity of so many people gathering in a limited space.” He took the wine and raised it to her, “and how do you fair on this glorious evening?” 

[ofetoile]

fallencrxwns​:

open  starter  from  princess  ravella  stark  —  engagement  ball

               Ravella  looked  over  her  shoulder  as  she  saw  her  husband  not  far  back  from  where  she  stood,  ready  to  protect  her  and  refusing  to  be  separated  from  her  like  they  had  been  the  last  time  they  had  been  caught  by  surprise.  and  it  made  her  heart  flutter,  and  her  cheeks  flush,  one  absent  minded  hand  on  her  stomach  as  she  tried  to  appear  interested  in  the  celebrations,  although  her  mind  was  miles  away  to  her  home,  the  future,  and  the  little  family  that  was  finally  blooming.  astonished  she  turned  when  she  heard  the  other,  eyes  softening  from  the  surprise  as  she  gives  a  small  giggle.  “pardon  me,  it  seems  i  was  entirily  distracted,  this  engagement  balls  has  brought  back  memories  of  my  own.”

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Stefan was there officially to watch over and guard Alexia, but that didn’t mean that he didn’t care about the other Starks and their safety as well. He knew that he was one of the more qualified and trained guards sworn to the Stark family, so when he heard the words of the woman next to him, he gave a brief bow of his head like a sign of respect, “You have nothing to apologize for my lady,” he assured her, nodding as he looked around the engagement ball and saw some reminders of the engagement ball that had been thrown to celebrate the betrothal of Ravella as she officially joined the Stark family. “It seems like a joyous occassion that is for sure. You’ll forgive me if my focus has been on the princess Alexia and not the festivities of the event,” 

[ofetoile]

fallencrxwns​:

special  raven  for  alester  oakheart  —  @ofetoile​

                 Lale  had  to  remain  herself  to  continue  to  sit  under  the  rose,  like  a  quiet  serpent  that  found  peace  in  the  book  that  laid  peacefully  in  her  fingers  as  she  devoured  yet  another  page  on  the  bay  window  of  the  stone  hall  that  overlooked  the  bay  and  the  gardens.  quiet,  poise,  and  unsuspected.  that  was  how  she  had  to  remain  until  she  could  return  to  her  home,  the  home  she  should’ve  never  left.  perhaps  if  she  would’ve  remained  behind  and  ponder  on  her  own  emotions  she  wouldn’t  have  acted  out  of  spite.  her  gaze  lifts  softly  as  she  hears  the  steps  echo  in  the  quiet  space,  it  was  why  she  had  picked  to  sit  there.  green  eyes  soften  at  the  sight  of  the  other,  a  familiar  figure.  “managed  to  found  some  free  time  for  me,  my  lord?”  there  is  a  faint  complain  in  her  voice,  as  she  had  missed  him.

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Alester’s gaze had barely left Lale since they entered the ballroom. And while them dancing a few times had been amazing, they both knew that they wanted more. The only problem was that if they had done more than dance a few times, people would start to talk, and while it was pretty well known that he and Lale had been romantically involved, no one officially knew and it had to stay that way because of Lale’s higher station and rank. Walking into the balcony and following after her when he’d noticed her pull away from the ballroom. Smirking when he heard the complaint in her voice, he just stood closer, standing just behind her and wrapping a protective arm close to her body, seeing as no one could see them where they were, and he felt like they would not be in any danger or compromised by reassuring her. “You know that all of my time is in service and dedication to you, Lale.” he reminded her, leaning down for a brief kiss on her cheek, “--and you know why I cannot give you more than what I have already tonight. It doesn’t matter how much I would rather spend the whole night by your side. Claiming all your dances,” 

[ofetoile]

stxrfclls​:

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 : @ofetoile​​​​​​​​​​​ // drystan redsmith

 “  i  was  told  not  to  forget  to  bathe  before  the  ball.  ”  tharon  begins  ,  leaning  against  the  pillar  as  he  stumbled  upon  his  brother.  even  if  they  did  not  share  blood  ,  they’d  known  each  other  their  entire  lives  and  tharon  was  quite  stubborn  on  those  he  called  his  siblings.  “  that  goes  for  you  too.  ”  adds  he  with  a  teasing  smirk.

Chuckling when he saw his brother, Drystan clamped a hand over Tharon’s shoulder and walked with him. “And you were told this by who exactly, brother?” he asked, taking a sniff of him before feigning that his knees buckled. “By the Gods, whoever it was might be acting in your best interest,” he said, before chuckling and shaking his head. “Whoever demanded a bath of you probably reeked of perfume, and had a scent themselves.” He hadn’t really thought of the ball, never really caring about these things especially with Elaena and his daughter within arms reach for the first time in years.