#( guest muse / tyella lannister ) a dragon in a lion's clothing.

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Okay but imagine that when Rhaenyra is still in King's Landing, her and Tyella are having like secret meetings where they bitch about Alicent the way Alicent and Crispy bitch about Rhaenyra. Because let me tell you, Tyella will not hold back.

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STARTER (TYELLA) / @crumbledstatues

Aegon burned, Aemond regent and Alicent discarded. Things had changed fast, and drastically, at the Red Keep in the last few days. Messages had already been dispatched to Dragonstone to inform Queen Rhaenyra of the irony of it all. Tyella had found it hard to keep her amusement to herself, if she was entire honest. The only thing that held her back from any snide remarks was her fear of the Prince Regent. Now more powerful than ever, his punishment for her betrayal would be long and painfull, that much she was certain of. So she was not about to taunt the Gods and risk exposure.

Sitting in Alicent's chambers, fingers carefully at work on a piece of embroidery, she watched the Queen Dowager from the corner of her eye. Sighing, she put her work down. "You seem restless, Your Grace. Shall I call the Grandmaester for something soothing?"

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I just know Tyella was cackling in the background when Alicent was denied the regency because she's a woman.

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What are you the patron saint of?

patron saint of horror

you're the patron saint of the dawning moment of realization. the patron saint of comprehension, maybe. the patron saint of understanding. the patron saint of knowing exactly what's going to happen. of seeing clearly. of not being able to look away.

tagging: whoever wants to

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STARTER (TYELLA) / @poweresides

If there was one person in the entire Red Keep that Tyella would give her life to protect for, it was Queen Helaena. And it broke her heart to see the misery on the girl's face as she sat there, clutching her poor son's blanket as if it would save her from drowning in her grief.

From a small distance, Tyella watched the queen, knowing that she would let her know if she needed her in any way, be it with words or actions. She just wanted her to know that she was not alone.

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Tyella is very protective of Helaena, whom she considers to be the only innocent person of the Greens. She often sits with her to do embroidery or play with Jahaera and Jahaerys.

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Aemond scares Tyella and she has done her best to avoid him whenever she can for years now. After he becomes regent, she realises that he will likely discover her at some point and have her killed. While that terrifies her, she's also determined not to run from her duty to Queen Rhaenyra. And so she vows to either die in King's Landing or live to see Rhaenyra take the Iron Throne.

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TYELLA LANNISTER

Lady Tyella Lannister was born in Casterly Rock as the youngest child of Tymond Lannister, Lord of Casterly Rock and Warden of the West, and younger sister to the twins Jason and Tyland Lannister. At the age of fourteen, she joined her brothers in King's Landing and joined the service of Queen Alicent Hightower as one of her ladies-in-waiting. Not long after arriving in the capital, she was approached by Larys Strong and recruited into his spy network, to inform on Queen Alicent and her household. As a young and naive girl, Tyella saw no other option than to perform the assignments he gave her, but as she grew older and smarter, she realised that her privileged position with the queen gave her influence. Influence she used to her own advantage. Over time, she befriended most of the servants around the queen and her children, restricting Larys' access to them. Unless, of course, he went through her. After years of doing his bidding, he eventually began paying her handsomely for her information and she kept the servants of the Red Keep close as her own informants.

Despite her trusted position with the queen, Tyella does not consider Alicent a friend. She has witnessed the queen's treatment of her stepdaughter, Princess Rhaenyra, from a close position, as well as been privy to many of Alicent's hateful remarks about the king's heir. And Tyella does not agree with her queen, at all. Having been treated as inferior and inconsequential by her own brothers her entire life simply for being a woman, she finds it hard to watch a woman treat another woman in a similar way. And so over the years, in secret, Tyella has also befriended the princess, pledging herself to her cause and informing on the queen and her allies to the princess.

However, not even Tyella saw the Green Council's actions on the day of Viserys' death coming. Caught by surprise by their usurpation, she tried to warn Rhaenyra but came too late. By the time her raven reached Dragonstone, Aegon had already been crowned king. In response, Rhaenyra urged Tyella to flee the capital while she still could. Something Tyella refused and has refused ever since. She knows that she is in a dangerous position, spying on the Greens for Rhaenyra and knowing that if she were to be caught, her life would be forfeit. However, she would rather give her life in the true queen's service than run like a coward. Besides, she will take any chance to underminde the arrogance of her brothers.

Facts:

Tyella is in her late twenties.

She serves as Mistress of the Robes to Queen Dowager Alicent Hightower.

She rarely wears her family's colors and prefers Hightower green for her (feigned) allegiance to the Queen Dowager.

Friends call her Ella. She never allows her brothers to call her that.

She enjoys spending time with Queen Helaena and the children.

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The queen's anger did not surprise Tyella, but she barely reacted to it. If she wished to remain oblivious to the fact her son's life was good as over, let her. Slowly bowing her head, she sighed. "Forgive me, Your Grace. I only wished to be honest with you, as I have been all these years." The lie burned on her tongue, and she savored the sting.

Lifting her gaze to the Hightower queen again, she straightened her back. "I sincerely pray to the Mother for his recovery, you know this. If only so we can be rid of this regency. Why the Small Council chose to elect the Prince over yourself is still beyond me. I fear it may do our cause more damage than good." A weary sigh, and then a worried look out of the window, as if contemplating their predicament. She had feigned her support for the Greens well during her years by the Queen's side, and she would continue to do so. And so now that concern about Aemond's actions and motives was growing, she'd follow that lead.

SULLEN EYES TURNED TO STEEL, jaw sharp and amber tressed whipping as she turned to Tyella face-to-face. Her pointer finger laid sharp, a fleshy blade ready to strike.

"I pray you hold your tongue and rid of this insolence." She had grown quick to anger within these last years. Undermined by her peers, the grief of her precious daughter, the loss of her grandson, all while her son, the KING, laid waste in his bed, fighting death's door every day. But he grew stronger, the maesters had said. He lived and continued to live and will continue to live. Yet the ache of her heart had not subsided. Her boy, her precious boy. How she had spewed poison with her tongue, pain with her hand, and now that he laid helpless, Alicent wished to hold him and see him well. Someone bringing up the thought of anything else...

With a breath, shoulders slumped slightly, finger growing limp. Losing her temper fully would help no cause.

"The King improves by the day. It shall only be a matter of time before he sits the Throne again. For now, we wait and hope for his good health."

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For a moment, Tyella had to bite her tongue not to speak her true thoughts but then she rose to her feet. Brocade skirts rustled as she moved to join the Queen Dowager by the window. Her voice was gentle as she spoke again, but her words were not.

"Your Grace, isn't it time that we accept the king will never recover from this?" Bright eyes found the queen's, an expression of pity buried within them. "You have seen the damage the dragonfire did to his body and... we can only guess at the damage this incident did to his mind." She had long caught the rumors that it was not the Queen Who Never Was who had burned the king so gruesomely in their fight, but the king's own brother. The man who now sat the Iron Throne as regent. A shiver ran down Tyella's spine at the thought.

HER FINGERS ARE RAW. So long she has tried to fight against it, ripping her hands away when nails catch on a piece of skin, or they had inadvertently found their way between her lips with the light scrape of her teeth. But it has been one of the only things to ground her as of late. They will heal, but will she? One by one, each person she believed she could turn to had fallen. The pit of dismissal still sits deep in her stomach, still feels as though all of her breathing has been cut off as she grasps for any semblance of security.

Tyella’s voice reminds her she is not alone, at least not physically. She has been so in her head as of late that she sometimes forgets when she is in the presence of company. Her eyes had glazed over from the sights out of the window long ago, wondering how much time has truly passed.

“I’m alright, my Lady, but I appreciate your concern. Their attention should be towards the King and his recovery.” Throughout it all, there had been one constant in her life recently, and that had been Tyella. Her brother sits by her son’s side, and Tyella with her, but she is unsure of who she can truly trust as of late.