#ꜱᴇɪᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜᴇᴜᴇ

[merelaes]

@absolventiia sent: [ TEARS ]: sender shows up at the receiver's door in tears and in need of comfort after a long day (or week, or month…) // maryse

Sleep never came easy for Aemond. It evaded him usually. That’s why he was sitting in front of the fire when he heard the knock. How late was it? Standing up, he placed his cup of wine on the table and crossed the distance to the door before opening it. The sight before him had him concerned but also he felt a bit of anger. Who had caused her such distress? “Maryse, what is the matter?” He asked while stepping from the door to let her come inside. Seeing the tears in her eyes and down her cheeks was something he never wished to see again. “Come in and tell me what has happened?” Court was never an easy place to be and Aemond pondered if something had happened. Had the ladies said something to offend her and if they did then did he need to have a word with them? Aemond didn’t like to see Maryse like this and it was something he wished to fix quickly to see her in better spirits. 

[qanedanegros]

you didn’t show up. i kept waiting. ( from haedon to neera )

"My lady had me running errands. I lost track of the hour.." She whispered while biting the inside of her cheek. Guilt pooled in the bottom of her stomach and she wished it would go away instead of tying it in what seemed to be knotted. "Please do not be upset with me. I am here now.." Neera smiled and tried to seem like everything was still okay but there was now a fear that it wasn't. She hadn't meant to be late and to keep him waiting. Mysaria had kept her busy with errands all afternoon and evening, how could she say no to the woman who housed her? It was the least she could do and Neera wasn't sure what could happen if she told the woman no. It was a thought she didn't dwell on for too long. However, she wondered why they were meeting and why it seemed somewhat urgent, or perhaps it was to him. "Is something wrong?" She whispered while stepping closer to him. Immediately, Neera reached out her hands and searched to take one of his. Neera needed a moment to ground herself and keep all the thoughts from becoming too dark. "Are you hurt?" The questions started to fall from her lips before she could truly stop them. The worst thing she came to was he was upset with her.

[bcldbaela]

@fictalmultitude and continued from here.

"Vermax looks bigger and happier..." She noted, peeking around the prince to get a better look at the dragon. "It wasn't too harsh of a journey. Moondancer did fine and is resting.." Baela smiled as she stood with her hands in front of her. "Getting to sleep in for a little longer was nice, but I wouldn't have minded if you asked me to join. Perhaps we can make up for it? How about we take a walk around the beach? It's been some time since I was on Dragonstone. I fear I could get lost.." She grinned before stepping closer to him. Wanting nothing more than to spend some time with him if he was feeling up for it.

[hearthofvesta-archived]

@fcntasyadvcnturc sentence starter:

"This isn't just about you. It's about what's best for all of us."

What was best for them? There were too many options and she wasn't sure which one to choose. Her fear was losing the one who followed her and also Jon. Did he know what was best? It didn't have to be a competition and they could work together but that was something new to Nelene.

Working together.

“Fine then. Tell me what you think this is best. Help me…”

[serhowlan]

❛ Oh, forgive me. I… It was… There’s so much wine. ❜

Howlan gave a little smile. "No one should cry over spilled wine." He gave a little nod. It wasn't the first stain on his tunic and wouldn't be the last. "Do you need help with these, or should I take a pitcher for myself?" He asked to avoid turning down a pitcher of wine or helping someone.

Tourneys were one of his favorite things, and getting to enter one in King's Landing was even better. Hopeful that he might find a place amongst the knight's here if he performed well enough. Even if rumors were whispered amongst the men about the divide of House Targaryen. That wasn't his business at the moment, but it left him curious.

[merelaes]

Sentence starter for @mvndrvke (Marin)

"We know who our enemies are."

[qanedanegros]

[ aloud ] sender reads aloud to receiver Nesta to Az

Azriel was happily stretched out on the couch as he listened to Nesta narrate the book's contents, his eyes closing as he let him somewhat relax. His arms crossed over his chest for the time being. "What kind of book is this one, Nes?" He asked with a knowing smirk. It was no secret what sort of book she read and he couldn't help but tease her just a little. He crossed his legs at the ankles while listening to her and relaxing to the sound of her voice.

[qanedanegros]

jaehaerys hummed while he pondered his daughter's question. "i think it's been a few years since my last one.." he mused while sitting back in his seat. it had been some time and he truly wanted to check on the lords of the realm and make sure everything was going well in his realm. keeping the peace as best as he could. the realm was what he believed was peace but he was always looking for ways to keep it that way and to improve. there were always some ways to improve any situation and grow from it. that's what he was doing. he didn't enjoy being away from the family for too long and wondered if someone might come with him this time.

another progress meant her father would be away from the keep for weeks at a time. it meant a little bit of fanfare, a lot of riding and seeing the world. "how long has it been since the last one?" alyssa asked, already angling for what she wanted. she had just been given something exciting, and perhaps she should accept that and not ask for more so immediately, but she'd already begun. she wanted to go with her father if he did do this journey he was planning. she did not want to be left behind while he visited the kingdoms. she could still squire while they were on the road.

[bcldbaela]

@dracharenae sent: 10)  receiver sprained their ankle so sender sweeps them into their arms to carry them to get treated. 

Some dragonrider she was. Baela had been all too clumsy as she walked in the Godswood. When she had gone to stand back up, she had managed to fall right back down. ❝ Some dragonrider I am.. ❞ Baela chuckled as she was being carried. Her cheeks were warm from her embarrassment. Keeping her arms around the other's neck as they walked through the Keep.

❝ Please promise you won't tell of my clumsy nature... ❞ Baela giggled before wincing. Hoping that Rhaenys didn't notice. ❝ I really don't think I need to pester the Maesters..❞ She murmured, not entirely convinced that she needed to go. More so, she didn't want to deal with having to tell them what had happened. It was embarrassing enough that Rhaenys had witnessed it.

[hearthofvesta-archived]

starter for @wcrriorhearts Elaena.

Days were filled with meetings, sitting in councils with his mother, and every once in a while sneaking off to fly with Vermax. By the afternoon on the busiest days, Jacaerys wished for a nap and a little quiet. Now, he had finished with one of the longest meetings to date and he quickened his steps toward the kitchens. It was possibly going to be the best time to sneak himself a little treat and go completely unnoticed by everyone. That was the hope, anyway.

Yet, it didn’t take long before he noticed the footsteps following behind him. “It seems I have a shadow following me..” He teased without turning, slowing down his steps to allow her to catch up to him.

[merelaes]

Sentence starter for @lcveblossomed (Helaena)

❝ Only lies offend me, never honest counsel. ❞

[qanedanegros]

"I can understand that but still, maybe sometimes you have to be a little harsh." He spoke while leaning on the counter. Reading was more of the hobby of Aemond and Helaena but Aegon could remember some of the readings he had done in school and if he didn't like something in a book then he would let it be done in whatever paper he had to write. Why sugarcoat something? Did authors even care about what their fans thought? Some probably did but he wondered about those who didn't and just were in it for the money. It had been a while since he had seen his nephews and eldest sister, given he didn't want to keep too much contact with family no matter what side it was. It was better to stay out of the drama. "Sounds about right. How's Rhaenyra doing?" He asked. "Jace is getting older, I assume he wants to be taken as an adult." He shrugged. It was typical of boys to try and act older at some point in their lives. The physical contact made him smile just a little and he hugged her back tightly. Taken the chance to get a hug before the moment might be over. "I love you too, Hellie. I'm doing my best..." There were a lot of ups and downs, Aegon was going through. Some he kept hidden from everyone and only came out when he was alone and gave in. Those weren't going to be talked about while she was present. Right now, he wanted to enjoy his time with her before she had to go back home.

Helaena laughed softly. "It would have been a lower rating for me as well, but it was otherwise a phenomenal book, so I cannot be too harsh", she said with a little shrug, thinking fondly of the tome she had just finished. Helaena loved reading and was always sad when she finished a book she really liked, because it felt a lot like letting old friends go. She didn't really have friends aside from her siblings, so she compensated by adoring book characters. "It is! That and showing people insects, thought they tend to appreciate books more", she giggled, before beaming at the question about their nephews. Even though her mother was not allowed to know it, Helaena visited her sister every Monday after school, pretending her classes went on longer than they actually did. "Good! Growing up fast, but they're still very cute. Though Jace is too old now to appreciate being called that. He wants to learn how to skate and be a big boy." Helaena was not a big fan of children in general, but quite fond of her nephews. She had still been a child herself when they were born, but it was nice to watch them grow up now into proper little humans. When Aegon encouraged her to keep talking and be her true self in his presence, she blushed slightly, but gently cupped his face in her hands and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I love you, Aeggy. You've grown into a really good bean", his younger sister said and hugged him, which meant a lot coming from her, because she usually avoided physical contact, unless she was really close to someone. Aegon, Rhaenyra and Aemond were the three exceptions, as well as the little boys to some degree, who didn't understand her sensory issues fully yet and whose transgressions she excused due to their age.

[qanedanegros]

❛ don’t mind me. just enjoying the view. ❜ from Nyra for Harwin

Harwin had to laugh as he moved around his chambers, making sure to have his clothes ready in case he had to leave for patrol soon. "Are you? What view is that, princess?" He asked while he slipped on a robe he had to cover himself. These were the moments that he hated to lose. He wanted nothing more than just to spend his time with her.

Any time he got with her was treasured, given the life they both led. Their duties always kept them apart, and they weren't truly together. They couldn't risk being caught outside their chambers, or they had to be careful while in the rooms, just in case. One never knew who could be listening or walking by.

[bcldbaela]

@wcrriorhearts: [  sit  ]  sender  sits  in  receiver’s  lap ( from Elaena )

Baela had just finished breaking her fast when the young princess had sat in her lap. ❝ Hello, little princess... ❞ she greeted with a smile before gently patting her head. She hadn't had much time with Elaena since she had been away at Driftmark serving as her grandmother's ward. Dragonstone was still new to her, but she was enjoying it. Being with her family once more.

Even if things were changing and she felt uncertain at times. The walls of Dragonstone made her feel safe, and spending time with Jace had been even better.

❝ What do I owe the pleasure of such excellent company? ❞ Baela asked and gently tickled Elaena's sides.

[merelaes]

Aemond wasn’t going to ignore her. It wouldn’t have been polite to do so. Opening up to others was hard enough for him and he wanted to do better. It wasn’t often easy for him to do so but he had to try. The book was forgotten for the moment and he wanted to her know that he was there to listen to her. Conversations were important and sometimes opened more insight to those going on. Even if he worried she might not enjoy his company. He wasn’t known for his kindness according to those around him. “I wouldn’t mind a walk. She is right there are a lot of beautiful flowers in bloom and some don’t take time to enjoy them.” Aemond was included in that. He hardly ever went to the gardens unless he was invited but his sisters or his mother. Aemond was impressed by the direct question and he didn’t feel as if he would have to guess at what she might want. “Vhagar would not harm you.” He promised. Aemond had been wondering when she would want to meet the dragon if ever. Dragons were apart of his House and would be passed down to his children. Their children. Something he hadn’t thought much of. “We shall go and see her. We will take a carriage to her instead of just horse back.”

maryse watches him carefully. observes how he puts the book down to speak to her, how he sets it gently on the table. many men in her life had rarely given her the time of day. her father and his advisors were always busy, of course, but even the lords around court-- her age, some of them -- could not look her way without seeming to regret doing so.

something in maryse was pleased at aemond targaryen's attentiveness.

she almost forgets to answer him past the yes he gives. " i was thinking. . . perhaps the gardens ? your sister, alerie, said many of the flowers are in bloom. i heard king's landing had some of the best and most rare flowers. " she turns towards the door, and then back again, trying not to seem too forward.

" perhaps then we could. . . go and see vhagar ? unless you believe her to be too dangerous to me. i would understand that. she -- it is she, is it not ? -- is a dragon, of course. " maryse tries not to wince. aemond knows vhagar is a dragon -- he rides her, for gods' sakes ! he's a dragon prince ! her inner monologue screams. gods, could she seem any more daft ?

[hearthofvesta-archived]

The way I want to use Lee Pace as Thranduil for a Targaryen FC