#aster & alerie ; interaction

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when: early morning, after breakfast & the king’s announcement.  where: the chambers that the tyrell family is staying in at kings landing.  for: @glvrious​ ( alerie tyrell )

     aster had excused himself to lay down after the announcement had been told to their family at breakfast, hastily writing to aerea in fear that perhaps somehow they’d been caught last night when they snuck around. after he sent off a few letters of varying degrees of urgency, aster poked his head out to discover that most of his family had gone off or at least were making themselves scarce. he considered staying in the room by himself and just patiently waiting for a reply, but he knew that wasn’t truly an option. aster poked his head out once more before bolting down the hallway to where alerie’s chambers were, letting himself in with his eyes closed. 

     “ alerie, alerie, alerie. i am going to wither away any second i spend further alone, can we please talk about last night? i don’t think anyone else is here.”

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closed starter for @glvrious​ ( alerie tyrell but with new fc oooo )

aster cut off the lord that was approaching alerie, stepping in front of him to stand before his sister with both hands on his hips. his coat flared out dramatically behind him, swatting the annoying lord. “ do you not have a wife to tend to, lord brax,” he snipped over his shoulder, waiting till the man had sulked off to return his attention to alerie. his sour mood immediately drops to smile sweetly at them. “ i believe i did promise my beloved sister a dance? i wish to cut in before artur comes to claim your whole evening,” he teases, offering them his hand. 

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closed starter for @glvrious! ( alerie tyrell )

aster managed to walk himself back to his tent, ignoring the slight shame he felt as having lost his match. once he was safely inside, he let out a loud groan before dropping himself onto the ground, not bothering to begin the processing of removing his armor. “ leave me here to perish, i must return back to the dirt beneath me,” he calls when he hears someone else join him. hazel eyes pop open, grinning madly when they notice alerie standing above him. “ sister, tell me, did i look incredibly dashing before he unmounted me?” he forces himself to sit back, grimacing at how heavy his armor feels now. 

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closed starter for @servtudes​ & @glvrious​ ( alysane & alerie ) when: new valyria

the   man   felt   ravenous   after   he   had   spent   most   of   the   day   training   with   rhaegar,   until   the   ache   in   his   shoulder   had   made   holding   a   sword   unbearable.   he   had   not   bothered   to   wash   the   dirt   off   himself,   nor   change   his   clothes   before   sitting   for   meal.   let   his   mother   be   angry   with   him   for   it,   if   it   would   pull   her   focus   from   davios   for   a   bit.   however,   he   felt   different   eyes   on   him   for   once,   pausing   in   tearing   apart   a   piece   of   bread   to   look   up.   “   what?   “   he   asked,   frowning   at   them   for   staring   at   him.   “   it’s   delicious   this   evening.   “

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glvrious​:

all of the keep. alerie chuckles, eyes rolling affectionately. “why not all of westeros, brother?” they tease, giving their brother a look. they let out a sharp sigh, amusement in their features as they don’t even have to think about whether or not to tell aster where they were. “i went with artur, after the ball.” even with all that has happened, the thought of him is enough to bring a smile to alerie’s face. they can’t imagine a day where it won’t. “he wanted to walk the lamb he was tasked with carrying around the whole night before he went to bed and he asked for my company.” and, of course, without any shadow of a doubt, alerie had said yes. “we ended up falling asleep after we talked for a bit and woke up only when dawn approached. now, it is your turn, aster.” alerie would listen intently, as they always did. as he leans his head on their shoulder, the smile turns somewhat sad, knowing the comfort they seek is because of less than good events. alerie’s other hand comes to rest atop of her brother’s, looking at them absentmindedly. “i hope they are but vile rumours,” alerie speaks genuinely, a pout on their lips as they are faced with a grim reality. something that only eats away more at them, as aster brings up daella and aegon. “that is something you must talk to davios about, not me.” alerie knows who they would want to marry, it’s been the same person for years now, but they also know what it means to carry the tyrell name. “and nothing will happen to them. i worry too, now more than ever, but they are the princess and prince of westeros. surely, they are more protected than a grand maester. right?” the last word is less certain, hoping their brother would confirm their beliefs.

“ didn’t mother always say we should not fish for compliments?” aster jests, though his grin turns into a soft smile at the mention of where alerie had gone off to during the ball. he knew they still held affection towards artur, he certainly couldn’t blame them either, if he had spent so long preparing to marry someone just to have it torn away.. he gave his sister’s hand a reassuring squeeze. “ it sounds as if though your evening was more pleasant then it would’ve been stuck here in these stuffy chambers all night. was it romantic, alerie? sweet nothings till you both fell asleep in each other’s arms?” asters voice carries a slight tease in it, though there’s no malicious intent behind his words. “ ah, we lived similar lives last night…i ran into aerea at the ball, we got caught up in each other. she kept me out far too late, and then when i finally returned home she plagued my thoughts for so long i couldn’t sleep.” while he didn’t keep secrets from alerie ever, he did at least spare her the finer details. his nose scrunched however at the mention of davios deciding now who they shall marry, a piece of him hating that love was hardly a factor in it. “ i shall tell him to keep you close, then. no further then a day by horseback so that we can still see each other often.” he lifts his head off her shoulder after a few minutes, keeping their hands linked. “ i wish to believe they are. but i always thought a maester was untouchable too.. it does us no good to dwell on it.”