#alise kincarron finbok

[lesovyart]

So how about those Elderling robes huh

[chloristoflora]

And waited. The night deepened. And chilled. She donned a soft lambswool shawl and settled into a chair by the hearth. The evening insects stopped their chirring. A lonely night bird called and received no response. Slowly her mood sank from expectant to nervous to anxious and then foundered in bewilderment. The hearth fire that had warmed the room burned down. She added another log to it, blew out the guttering candles in the ornate silver stands, and relit the other ones. She sat, legs curled beneath her, in the cushioned armchair beside the hearth, waiting for her groom to come and claim his right to her.

When the tears came, she could not stem them. After they passed, she could not repair the damage to her powdered face. So she washed her face clean of all pretense, confronted her dappled self in the mirror, and asked herself when she had become such a fool. Hest had stated his terms clearly, from the beginning. She was the one who had made up a foolish fairy tale about love and draped it over the cold iron trellis of their bargain. She could not blame him. Only herself.

She should simply disrobe and go to bed.

Instead, she sat down again by the fire and watched the flames devour the log and then subside.

Long past the deep of night, in the shallows of early morning, when the last of her candles were burning low, her drunken husband came in. His hair was rumpled, his step unsteady, and his collar already loosened. He seemed startled to find her awaiting him by the dying fire. His gaze walked up and down her, and suddenly she felt embarrassed for him to see her in a nightgown that was virginally white and elaborately embroidered. His mouth twitched, and for a second she saw a flash of his teeth. Then he looked aside from her and said in a slurred voice, "Well, let's get to it, then."

He didn't come to her. He walked toward the bed, loosening his clothing as he crossed the room. His jacket and then his shirt fell to the thick rug before he stopped by the four remaining candles. He bent at the waist and with a single harsh whoosh of breath, he extinguished them, plunging the room into darkness. She could smell the liquor on his breath.

The Dragon Keeper, by Robin Hobb (Rain Wild Chronicles #1)

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Ok now that Alise and Hest are actually interacting on page they are def gonna fall in love; it’s all “his hair is black and glossy like a ravens feathers and his eyes are a striking green” and “why am I so flustered by him even though I totally don’t care”

[autisticheadcanons]

Alise Kincarron Finbok and Rapskal (no last name given) from Dragon Keeper by Robin Hobb!

[elderling-magic]

Sedric’s Best Moments in Blood of Dragons

‘Ah. My valet. My runaway servant. Do you think I don’t know of your private bargains? Your disgusting dealings with Chalcedean merchants to sell them dragon parts? Do your friends know of that? Now that they do, will they believe you? A man who lies once will lie often.’ Sedric went even whiter but his voice was steady. ���My friends know all, Hest. My dragon knows all. And she has forgiven me.’ That rattled Hest.

*****

‘I was your lover, Hest Finbok. I helped you deceive her, and did not speak up when you mocked her. And if need be, I will stand before all of Trehaug, and all of Bingtown and attest to that. You were an unfaithful husband to her, and I, I was a treacherous friend.’ Alise stared at Sedric as he committed social suicide. But he turned and met her gaze and said, ‘and again, Alise, I am so sorry. Would that I could take back those years of your life and give them to you unscathed.’ [...] ‘I forgave you, Sedric, I told you that a long time ago.’ ‘I know that,’ he said very quietly. His hand covered hers as he added, ‘but I did not deserve your forgiveness then. Perhaps I can say I have earned it now?’ ‘You have,’ she said quietly. ‘ And more. But, Sedric, What have you done? All will know that you...’ ‘That I am what I am,’ he said calmly. ‘I do not apologize for that. Ever.’

*****

‘I’ll wager you are more than ready for a comfortable home and a glass of good wine. And an evening alone with me.’ He smiled at him, an inviting smile that Sedric would well recall. He licked his lips. Sedric was meeting his gaze steadily. His mouth was flat, unsmiling, his eyes unreadable. ‘No, Hest. No to all of it.’ ‘No?’ His grin grew wider. ‘Ah, you’ve always begun by saying “no” to me, haven’t you? Sedric, you want me to make you change your mind, don’t you? Well, I don’t mind that. I don’t mind that at all.’ Hest swayed slightly as he advanced. Sedric watched him come and felt almost preoccupied with trying to decide what it reminded him of. And then he knew. A snake. A snake stalking a mouse. Except that he wasn’t a mouse any more. As Hest reached for him, Sedric shot his fist out, pivoting to put his weight into it. He felt it connect solidly, saw the other man stumble back against the wall. ‘No,’ he said again as Hest lifted both hands to his bleeding mouth. ‘No to all of it.’

[in-elysium]

what are some of your favorite characters? like from anything

This is really hard to answer! I’ll try to keep it short. 

Books

Elena Anborn (Moontide Quartet)

Antonin Mieros (Moontide Quartet)

Elva (Inheritance Cycle)

Oromis (Inheritance Cycle)

Alise Kincarron-Finbok (Rainwild Chronicles)

Davos Seaworth (A Song Of Ice And Fire)

Ser Barristan Selmy (ASOIAF)

Anime/ TV shows

Komui Lee (D. Gray Man)

Noise Marie (D. Gray Man)

Otabek Altin (Yūri! On Ice!!!)

L (Death Note)

Sheldon (Big Bang Theory)

[ailahtanc]

Alise des cités des anciens/ rain wild chronicles de Robin hobb

[chloristoflora]

"So, I hastily reconsidered my strategy. I turned the tide of battle when I put all my cards on the table for her to see. I admitted to her that I was intent on making a marriage of convenience, and I even told her that I had specially selected her as the female most likely to cause me the least disruption to my life. Oh, don't give me that baleful look! Of course, I put it a great deal more tactfully than that! But I made no avowals of love and affection. Instead, I offered her the chance to hire a staff for my house to keep all her housewifely duties at bay, and the budget to pursue her own eccentric little hobby."

"And she accepted that? She accepted your marriage proposal on those terms?"

Hest laughed again. "Ah, Sedric, not all of us are idealistic romantics. The woman knew a good bargain when she was offered one. We shook hands on it, like good Traders, and that was the end of it. Or rather, I should say, this is the beginning of it. She'll marry me, I'll get an heir from her, and my father will stop lecturing me on how important it is to him to see the family robe and vote have a worthy heir before he dies. He's all but threatened to make my cousin his heir, and all on the basis of him being so infernally fecund. Two sons and a daughter, and Chet's a year younger than I am. The man has no moderation at all. It pleases me unreasonably that when I get myself a son off Alise, he may come to regret how generously he's plowed and planted that wife of his. Wait until Chet realizes he's going to have to find a way to provide for all of them, without my family's fortune to sustain them!" He lifted his hand, slapped his own knee, and leaned back, well pleased with himself. A moment later, he had straightened up again and nudged his friend.

"Well, say something, Sedric! Isn't this what we both wanted? Life goes on for us. We're free to travel, to entertain, to go out with our friends—nothing has to change. All is well in my world."

Sedric was silent for a time. Hest crossed his arms on his chest and chuckled contentedly. The wheels of the cart jolted across a rutted crossroads, and then Sedric asked quietly, "And getting yourself a son with her?"

Hest shrugged his shoulders. "I'll blow out the candles and pursue my goal manfully." He laughed heartlessly. "Sometimes the dark is a man's best friend, Sedric. In the dark, I can pretend she's anyone. Even you!" He laughed uproariously at Sedric’s horrified expression.

When Sedric managed a reply, his voice was low. "Alise deserves better. Anyone does."

Hest feigned an offended look. "Better than me? Doesn't exist, my friend, as you well know. Better than me doesn't exist." His laughter rang out on the summer day.

The Dragon Keeper, by Robin Hobb (Rain Wild Chronicles #1)

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So apparently the first time Alise danced with Hest, he asked her what she was interested in, and when she said reading about dragons that’s when his interest in her really kicked off despite his family being much more prominent than hers. Knowing what I do about this series I am going to make some wild guesses that I think could come true: he is having dragon dreams, the two of them will fall in love, become Elderlings, and marry as Reyn and Malta 2.0 this time age appropriate

[elderling-magic]

Hest: Answer my wife truthfully and fully. You are with me almost every hour of my working day and sometimes far into the night. If anyone knows my habits, it’s you. Look at Alise and tell her true: Do I have another woman in my life? Sedric: I... that is, no. No. Hest: Have I ever shown any interest, here in Bingtown or on our trading journeys, in any woman? Sedric: No. Never. Hest: There. You see. Your foul accusations had no foundation at all. Alise: Sedric? You are telling me the truth? Sedric: There are no other women in Hest’s life, Alise. None at all. Alise: I’m sorry.

- Dragon Keeper (Rain Wild Chronicles) by Robin Hobb

That time I wanted to scream at the book “Alise, THEY’RE GAY!”

Proof that heteronormativity is a flaw.