#he wants nettles to be on screen

[silvixel]

he only praises the action but literally criticizes the story and the writing, they are destroying the lore he is establishing in his books, but he is so hypocritical that he is the one who sold his work.

[thatstonedwriter]

Aquarium Trip!

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A/n- guess who's going to the MOTHERFUCKING AQUARIUM BITCHES WOOOO

Contents; romantic relationships, undersea animals, swearing

Feat; Stolas, Blitzø, Loona, Fizzarolli

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Being at the Aquarium with them is a dream. The dark hallways, the lights reflecting against the water of the tanks- it creates such a romantic ambiance.

Stolas is a hopeless romantic. Not only does he get to learn about animals, environmentalism, and the ocean- he gets to learn these things with you. The whole time, Stolas is holding your hand, stopping at every display, and reading all of the information for each exhibit. Cue the cute owl noises. Stolas would love to take some time to sit with you in front of an exhibit, sharing kisses, holding hands, and (of course) him telling you about all the new things he's learned! I think he'd love the touch pools, especially for the stingrays. He probably freaks out a bit at first, but his excitability overrules any hesitation. don't even get him started on the gift shop. Stolas freaks out over every book he sees. Gets the two of you matching shirts because he's a sucker for that kinda shit. Stolas loves taking pictures with you, too! With the jellyfish, cute crabs, the seals you see in the bay, the stingrays, everything. And, in my opinion, he would love ocean puns. You're taking facts and making them funny? He's so in love.

As much as it pains me to say it, Blitzø probably isn't a fan at first. To be honest, the only reason he came was because you said there were seahorses. He was pissed when they weren't actual horses. While Blitzø is kinda grumpy for a bit, he can't deny how cool everything looks- and how happy you are. Most of the time, he's not looking at the exhibits, but at you- appreciating your joy and excitement. Blitzø has never been one for learning "fun facts" or anything, but if you ramble on about the ocean, he'll hang on to every word. Of course, he probably won't outwardly show you too much affection, but there are times when Blitzø goes to reach for your hand, or scoots closer to you when you're sitting at an exhibit. If he had to choose a favorite section, it's the deep sea. he does quite enjoy the freaky animals. He isn't super excitable, but can't help a small smile whenever he sees how much you're enjoying everything. At the gift shop, he'll watch to see what you like the most and will sneakily buy it for you.

Not sure if Loona would be thrilled about the aquarium, but if she's going with you, she doesn't have any objections! I think she would be fascinated by the Jellyfish and open ocean exhibits. The color and size of the animals like the hammerhead sharks or sea nettles is just so mesmerizing. Loona wants to take pictures, but isn't used to the low light, so it's a bit frustrating. Hopefully you've got some photos to share with her. It's a requirement that y'all model and pose for pictures. Aesthetics are everything!! And Loona wants a new home screen. She would love being able to take a picture with the sharks or jellyfish with you. Tbh, I think Loona would be freaked out by crustaceans. Dunno why, I just think she doesn't like them. She also doesn't participate in the touch pools because of how many kids there are. In the giftshop, she probably doesn't get much for herself (but she does like some of the sweatshirts and jewelry).

Fizzarolli will not. Stop. Making. Ocean puns. It is constant, but hey, at least he's funny and creative. Fizz would probably love the aquarium, especially the otters and octopuses. Otters because..Adorable, obviously. Personal HC of him liking Octopuses comes from how they can be misunderstood, and how intelligent and versatile they are. There's also some relatability with the arms if you squint. I think the octopus would make him feel more secure with himself, you know? Whenever y'all are sat while watching a feeding or display, Fizz is snuggling as close as possible, arms wrapped around you, head on your shoulder. I would argue that one of the most romantic spots in an aquarium is the dark jellyfish exhibits. Fizz gets a selfie of him kissing you on the cheek or y'all with your arms around each other in front of the moon jellies. And boom- new lockscreen acquired. Dude goes absolutely bonkers in the giftshop. He loves everything. The notebooks, shirts, pins, jewelry, bags- all of it. You'll have to reign him in if you don't wanna deal with crippling debt. He ends up deciding on a cozy jacket and matching plushies for the two of you.

Aquarium dates are the best way to nerd out with your partner(s) 💛

[crazyaboutto]

The pain of being a book reader that’s been made into a show

The writers and directors literally have completed series in their hands. They have the writer’s feedback as well or at least they initially said so in season 1.

Why the fuck are they deviating from canon so much? I’m trying to think HOTD as high budgeted fan fiction but damn it’s so hard. You’re getting paid a lot and working on one of the most well known series and you just fuck up

I was already pissed with Aegon’s dream nonsense as well as Rhaenys bursting out of coronation just for shock value but it’s going downhill fast. That dream leads to absolutely nothing. We don’t even have NK like the GOT version in the books. Also, still prefer book version of Alicent both age and character wise.

It was so fast paced in season 1 and now they’re dragging the story. They’re also deviating from the canon a lot

Why does Alicent actually believe “that’s what Viserys wanted”? She wants the throne for her bloodline and that’s it. It’s her wish for power, not for actually believing in whatever Viserys was saying.

It also feels like Rhaenyra would be fine with Aegon’s usurping if Luke didn’t die. She is the throne. The war started when the greens hid the death of the king.

Why is Daemon tripping for so long? He took harrenhall and that’s it. He raised the armies 3 times before the Dance. He’s a fearsome and competent general but he’s basically just a random dude who took acid trips. Ryan saying Daemon doesn’t have the skill set to raise an army lmao give me a break

Perhaps, they do not want to show cruel side of Rhaenyra by ordering the death of Nettles and not harming Daemon after Mysaria told Rhaenyra? on one hand, Daemon might have cheated with Nettles, or it was father-daughter relationship like Mushroom thinks. It feels like they’re wasting our time with Daemon’s trips like him fucking his mother nonsense to erase Nettles.

Why are they trying to erase the connection between Valyrian and dragons? No normal person can bond with a dragon. Be it Valeryon or Targaryen, you need Valyrian blood. And the whole stupid “illusion” thing in the show.

They also wasted Laena so badly in season 1. If they’re all for sapphic representation instead of just creating buzz on internet, they could have gone for Laena x Rhaenyra moments. I’m not even sure if the adult versions were on screen together. Soon after we got older Laena, she died. It’s literally book canon that Rhaenyra was “very fond” of Laena. It’s also pretty much implied that there were things between them and ot3 with Daemon

Not to mention they erased the lesbian fighter character who loves killing men and kissing women. I’m talking about Sabitha (Frey) and her lover Alysanne Blackwood. Would rather (want to) see them acting like they’re “very close friends” than a Alicole sex scene

We don’t even have Daeron lol

We haven’t seen Haelena’s mourning well instead we saw random things. Blood and Cheese wasn’t even done properly. If you’re slowing down the pace and will end the Dance in season 3, at least show more of Haelena’s mourning. Show the sibling interactions between the greens.

Another thing, who the hell is Aeriana? Her?

I’m just reminded of how after the books ended, D&D took liberties with characters and we got the clusterfuck of season 7-8. Now I feel like they’ll do the same thing in season 3

And I fear what they’ll do with Aegon the conqueror. Like maybe he tricked Visenya and Rhaenys into marrying him and conquering the 7 kingdoms? Maybe the sisters didn’t want to kill but were forced to because they’re such angels? Or Visenya can’t fight well

Why does HBO keep making shows about the house it abhors?

[bumblekastclips]

KYLE CROUSE: Alright, here’s one from HappyTimes. “Everyone is sent a notice to come help take out Eggman's new base immediately. It's a floating fortress out above the middle of the ocean, so Shadow has to take a 4 hour plane ride to get to it. And because of how everyone's schedule happened to line up and where they were all located, he coincidentally has to share it with just Tangle for the whole trip, which he only finds out after the plane had started taking off. How does the flight go between the two? P.S. He has no chaos emerald so he can't warp away. He's stuck on the plane with her.”

IAN FLYNN: So Shadow is obviously and immediately nettled, and Tangle’s like [interrupting] “Ah tut tut tut tut tut! Look! Look, I know about ‘ya! I know you like your boundaries,” —she says as she makes, like, a force-field gesture with her hands— “I get it! My bestie’s just like it. So, I got my earphones, we got our in-flight movie, I’m just gonna watch that and not say another word to ‘ya! We cool?” And he just kind of blinks, and then nods, like yeah, okay, he can work with that. And so she plugs in her headphones and she queues up her movie… well, she tries to, the touch screen’s kind of hard to work with, and the glare makes it hard to see. She pokes a little harder, maybe she pokes it with her tail— [as Tangle] “Ope, sorry! You’re kinda tangled around—” [escalating] Don’t worry, she’ll completely untangle it, she’s got lots of experience! This tail gets all over the place! KYLE: [chuckling quietly] IAN: [as Tangle] “Ah, anyway, do you mind if the armrest is up? No? Okay, cool! I’m gonna— finally!” Alright, there’s the movie, and oh, she loves the musical number in this part and she’s gonna sing! Along! Out loud! KYLE: [laughing] IAN: And Shadow is just sitting there… KYLE: Seething. IAN: Ever-so-slowly grinding his teeth to dust. KYLE: Figured he already did that, considering how many coffee beans he eats. IAN: [chuckles] KYLE: But sure. I do enjoy that they are seated side-by-side, and I’m assuming they’re the only two on the plane. [laughing] IAN: Yes, all the other seats are occupied, somehow or another… KYLE: Not with people, just with stuff. [laughing] It’s just them. Just those two, they’re the only— and they’re— and they sit next to each other! IAN: Plane lands, and Sonic goes, “Great! You made it. Shadow, I thought you were coming with somebody else?” [as Shadow] “I did.” [as Sonic] “Where- where’s Tangle?” [as Shadow] “Overhead compartment.” KYLE: [laughing] Oh no! IAN: Sonic pops the latch and Tangle kinda comes out like a can full of snakes and she kind of stretches and goes, “You know what? Honestly, the leg room in there was a lot better than the seat, not gonna lie.” KYLE: [cackles] Oh, but she has a problem with small spaces! She didn’t freak out? I mean… IAN: [laughing] Look, you want continuity in my joke answer, man? KYLE: Yes! IAN: I got nothin’. KYLE: [laughs, then as Tangle] “No! No! No!” Shadow would stuff her in there anyway. [sigh] No, no… maybe it’s Archie Shadow, not current-canon Shadow. That would be better. IAN: [chuckles] KYLE: That would go better. IAN: He would just be sitting there with the Shadow face the entire flight. That’d be hilarious. KYLE: [chuckling] Which Shadow face? IAN: The Shadow face. KYLE: [chuckles] Okay. That one. Yee… I love it.

—– TRANSCRIBER’S NOTE: Please remember that nothing that is said on BumbleKast is canon! It’s just some guys and their opinions occasionally spitballing ideas. If you don’t like an answer, you don’t have to take it as Word of God or anything like that. It’s all just for fun!

[a0random0gal]

Soo today I made the terrible mistake to look for hotd art on pinterest, and came across a... particular comment that genuinely led me to question my faith in humanity.

Oh boy

Where do I even begin with this?

I thought team black was at least cool with Hel cause she's literally the most innocent character in the show (except for the kids obviously) but apparently some blacks have beef with her too now.

Cool, just great.

Haelena had the opportunity to go with her kids to Nyra.

I'm sorry but why? Why would she want to betray her family, her actual family? Rhaenyra never gave a flying fuck about her growing up, they have never even talked on screen! Why, why would she dump her siblings and her parents to join the cause of the woman who's side wants the people she loves killed? It makes no sense whatsoever. The blacks really don't understand that not everyone on Planetos loves Nyra like them and it shows.

Also if she really tried to betray her family for Nyra, I think Aegon, Ali and Aemond would have noticed Dreamfyre leaving King's Landing to go to Dragonstone and would have gone after her on Sunfyre and Vhagar.

And even if she somehow made it there, what do you think was going to happen? Rhaenyra was just going to welcome them with open arms as if she wasn't married to her "usurper"?

Best case scenario Nyra pretends to welcome them in and then Daemon sends his men to strangle Jaehaerys and Maelor as they sleep to get rid of Aegon's possible heirs.

I mean hell in the books Rhae put a fucking bounty on her 2 year old nephew's head that lead to his brutal death and they think she would just allow them to switch sides? Man these people really do not know how the game of thrones works.

She wanted to be queen

When? When has it ever been stated that Hel wants to be queen? When did we ever get a dialogue where she talked about how she couldn't wait for Aegon to inherit so she could replace her mom as queen?

Never

Haelena spends most of her time on screen making prophecies of the future, playing with bugs and dancing with Jace, when has her ambition for the crown been portrayed?

When have we seen any hint of her desire for power? Wtf

We're all dumb and sick bla bla...

Honestly after all this trash I've had to debunk being called names doesn't even phase me lmao. Go ahead, insulting others is always your last resort when you don't know how to admit that you're wrong.

We are blinded by the outside beauty of the characters and don't pay attention to who they really are

Ohhh the sweet sweet irony of this statement .

Team broccoli doesn't acknowledge their rapist usurper, their war criminal prince and their whore queen Alicunt! They're so nasty!

But Isn't Daemon suuper hot? God he is such an obedient malewife, Rhaenyra couldn't have chosen better! He's not a pedo guys I swear, the young silver haired virgins' ages were never confirmed, maybe they were at least eighteen! And he totally didn't pursue Nettles sexually, she was most likely his daughter!

What a joke

[princesssszzzz]

Beth Antonia and Matt Smith confirmed Daemon is not a good father. Matt said Daemon doesn’t speak to his children he just grunts at them. Now I hope people will stop harassing those who have been saying this since season 1

I just looked up the interview. That’s pretty much what I expected. Baela can’t get along with him well while he neglects Rhaena so now she also has to butt heads with Daemon when she starts interacting with him at Dragonstone. Rhaenys doesn’t fuck with Daemon like that so we can’t expect Baela to

If Nettles is in season 3 and they want to give him some kind of arc to make him seem better I wonder how that works. If they keep their relationship up to interpretation, Daemon and Nettles falling in love makes more sense to me than Daemon playing house with her while he has 4 kids he’s neglecting. That would make him seem so bizarre. Or he keeps trying to take care of Nettles going above and beyond spoiling her to make up for his horrible parenting which is also bizarre because Nettles would be aged up, she’s not a child and doesn’t even look like him.

Like imagine if The Hound had daughters he was neglecting while he was with Arya, it wouldn’t seem very wholesome no matter how much he did for her. But yes Daemon as a father like this has clearly been laid out since season 1. Obviously this has less effect on Baela because Rhaenys is a great mother figure after Laena but Rhaena doesn’t have that so she is the one with resentment. This would work well as a storyline if they actually start acknowledging it on screen, introduce Nettles and show Daemon’s behavior towards a dragon riding young woman he’s not related to VS a dragon riding daughter that he has conflict with. Daemon has treated all his wives horrible like Nettles is last chance they have to show him treating someone well 😭 In a story thats supposed to be centered on women having him obsess over his brother is not going to cut it

[thecountesstribe]

HOTD 2X6 Review and Spoilers!!

Another slow episode. The episode dragged especially considering it's currently down to the last 3 episodes of the season.

Alicent got booted off the council, LMFAO. I don't take pleasure in seeing women suffer but older Alicent earned her shit, it's what she gets. Larys thinking he was gonna be named the hand of the Regent King LMFAO. Aemond said get your toad looking ass tf on and go call my grandfather. That was smart as much as I hate to admit it. Aegon definitely remembers his brother trying to kill him though. Larys is going to be protecting Aegon from now on because he knows that they can't control Aemond, I'm mad I gotta say something decent about him but he's actually thinking with his brain. The green council is still in a mess and divided and they know Aemond is going to be a tyrant king, hell Alicent knows and she's still somehow shocked by the monster she created like she didn't have a big part to do with him harboring his worst qualities and helping him mold into it. Delusional I tell you. The small folk are suffering already and got on their asses though, the only thing I didn't like is Helaena getting caught in the crossfire again. Another Daeron mention and did they just subtly hint at Criston being his father? Meaning Alicent was really sleeping with him before Vizzy T kicked the bucket? The writing for the show is all over the place, my God.

We were a diva down and I didn't like it one bit. WHERE TF WAS BAELA?! Like we saw her husband but where was she? Ugh. Rhaena and Joffrey sighting. They were so cute! Rhaena is still trying to convince herself she doesn't need a dragon to be important 💔 and Joff just wants his momma. Nettles looks like she's officially scrapped. I'm so pissed. They could've totally given Rhaena something else to do in the meantime, they didn't have to merge Nettles and her story together. Wtf Sara and Ryan?! This is why people say there is a Team green bias and they aren't beating those accusations. What does this mean for Rhaena hatching Morning? There were four eggs does that mean she still has a chance to do it? I'm so mad. Then again after what Dumbass and Dunderhead pulled in the final seasons of GOT why tf am I surprised!

We saw baby Stormcloud!!! I never realized how much I missed seeing baby dragons on screen. It's like having baby Viserion, Rhaegal and Drogon back. My heart did a little quick thump. He was so derpy too 🥺🤣 How Aegon's supposed to get away on him is beyond me, he's literally the size of a kitten. The timeline is so messed up as well.

Daemon is still in spooky land and although I'm over it, I understand it's a culmination of all his regrets and things he wishes he could've had and done differently. We saw Vizzy T and that scene where it showed Daemon wanted to be there for him, he just didn't know how.... Man I kinda teared up. At the end of the day Daemon just wanted his brother's love and approval, he went about it in the wrong way because he's chaos personified but that's what it was always about to him. Vizzy T was his parental figure, his everything really and man 💔. Miscommunication trope strikes again. Him and Alys becoming friends even though she's the one that's tormenting him wasn't on my bingo cards. Somebody come get Caraxes outta there, I know he's bored asf. Every time we catch a glimpse of him he looks more and more over the entire thing. 🤣

One of the highpoints of the episode was Seasmoke. Dragons have personality y'hear me. More of that! Seasmoke is a whole clown 🤣🤣🤣. Why would he do Ser Steffon like that? I mean sure he got a little cocky but intentionally bending his neck for him to get on and then essentially saying “BITCH YOU THOUGHT” AND THEN BURNING THEM TO A CRISP?!! He was so funny for that 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😭😭😭. He said “get y'all mid looking asses on” I already got eyes for one person and he's so real for that. You guys think he used to have dragon conversations with momma Meleys about picking their riders? We know dragons pick their riders as much as riders claim their dragons but do you think Meleys taught him if the unfortunate should ever happen make sure and pick the baddest of the bunch? We know Meleys picked Rhaenys as Rhaenys picked Meleys, that was confirmed. Meleys said Pretty Women Only and do you think she told Seasmoke to get him a pretty rider to match his aesthetic if the need ever arises? I know Laenor hatched him but Laenor was pretty asf. Seasmoke saw Addam smiling on the beach once and said “yeah I gotta have that” plus it helps that he has dreads, a pretty smile, a pretty face and looks like Corlys. He said welcome back Laenor Velaryon. Addam being Laenor's brother makes it hysterical as hell too, I'm creased LMFAO. He didn't have to chase down Addam like that but I respect it, he saw what he wanted and shooters shoot. I too would chase down Addam until he accepts my advances and affection, Seasmoke been eyeing him for awhile.

Corlys is officially the hand of the rightful Queen of the 7 kingdoms.

We got canon bisexual Rhaenyra. Although I wish she was kissing another beautiful Velaryon instead, Laena I miss you so much baby, that was for me. Her and Mysaria kissing before Jace and Baela is egregious to me though. I'm just saying why everybody locking lips before the main og star couple?Rhaenyra smacking men, 100000s across the boards. She should've been doing that sooner but better late than never I suppose. That lady is still in her resentment of her husband era. Her face when Jace said they needed Daemon 🤣🤣🤣😭😭😭 She's sick of hearing about that man. He's right btw, Rhaenyra go get him, he's out there giving our diva Simon grief. Mysaria actually helping her with PR and actually giving her great advice. I love women supporting women! Her sending food with her banners for the common folk was so politically savvy. Mysaria being one of the few that is actually coming in clutch to help her to win the war 😉. I still don't trust her though, something about this entire thing tells me it's gonna end badly for her. I'll enjoy them trauma dumping and bonding on one another before the shit hits the fan though. I know doomed Yuri when I see it. Jace and that one guard immediately knowing something is up with both of them is sending me though. She took off at the end of the episode to go confront her ex-husband's new dragon rider and Syrax about to be screaming at her dragon ex husband too apparently. 🤣🤣

Since they're essentially changing the entire plot and the leaks that I thought were written like fanfiction might actually be true could we get Jace surviving the battle of the gullet? It's not slated for this season but I'm here to spread my agenda. Since we're essentially fucking canon atp instead of in certain scenarios and all this for Bran the broken to sit the Iron Throne (I'm still fuckin disgusted and furious at that btw, fuck you D&D) could they switch that shit up? Let's come together and manifest it guys.

Until next week guys. I better see Baela, Rhaena, Jace and more dragons though. I'm here for them and them only.

And another thing, could you guys stop leaking shit. I block words and myself from certain pages and sites but y'know how stuff still slips through the cracks. Have some decorum and etiquette please!

[my-stories-vault]

Chpater 5 ~ The Supernatural Wars.

Pairing: English Dean Winchester X English Y/N L/N

Blurb: When the residents of this Earth found out that they were but a draft in God's numerous stories, they decided to make noise in hopes that their creator would return. Nothing can be louder than the begs of the powerless, the cackles of the ruthless, or the unending destruction left in the wake of the most merciless wars any universe can ever see—here the bloodshed never ends. So, tell me how can two young soulmates, then, find love's shade of red under all this crimson gore?

Warnings/Trigger Warnings (18+): Language, gore, voilence, major and minor character deaths, thoughts of suicide (not graphic), substance abuse (alcohol and cigarettes), mentions of wars (I mean, it's in the name).

Chapter warnings: Personal betrayal, mass executions, a terrible childhood (bordering on psychological child abuse - nothing graphic).

{ Series Masterlist ; Main Masterlist }

Chapter 5: The New Law.

'Veto. This is preposterous!'

The old man on the screen sighed. 'This is not a poll, Lady Y/N.'

'I am not shifting,' you said. 'This New Law is absurd. We have no need for it!'

'Ms L/N, I wish I could make you comfortable with this proposition,' Mr Singer said, sounding more nettled than sorry. 'You're just going to have to deal with it.'

'Leaders have rights to make their own rules,' you argued. 'I veto your power over Europe.'

The man grumpily rolled his eyes. 'You need to think long and hard about what you are saying unless you want to get fired, girl.'

Crimson rushed to your neck, ears, and cheeks with humiliation. Your position was brought into question just a day after your official coronation and a month after your actual one. You don't think anyone was threatened so early into their job as a Leader.

Then again, no one was forced under the New Law like you were being right now.

'Lord Singer, you are underestimating my powers,' you rephrased. 'As a Leader, I doubt you like being told what to do any more than I do.'

He seemed to consider you for a moment. 'Ms L/N, I concede that I don't like being told what to do. But as the choosen Guide for the rest of you idjits, you will have to abide, or leave.'

'I can't believe the rest of the Leaders are happy about this!'

'Well, a few are married. Some aren't happy. But I haven't had as strong an opposition as yours,' he admitted. 'Then again, I haven't talked to Lord Winchester about his wife's replacement yet,' his expression soured with something close to agony before he gathered himself.

'There's no wiggle room?' you desperately reached for straws. 'Please - just let me prove myself. I think I can handle this alone.'

He didn't give you any sympathy, but his eyes softened. 'The prophecy has begun. Let me not see any Leader alone. Have a good day, Ms L/N.'

He cut the call.

'Fuck,' your head fell into your palms.

You had to move in with the Eastern Leader. Scratch that - there were no Eastern or Western Leaders anymore at all. It was the New Law. A buddy-system of Leaders because of some stupid fucking prophecy.

Your career had ended before it could fully start - no one would know you now. How could they? You were moving under Dean Winchester's wings now.

Working alongside him was bad enough, people like/dislike Europe because of him. He is a major attraction here. And it would have been hard enough to earn your name alongside him - with borders in between. But now . . . you were going to work with him. He would be credited for everything. No one would even know you exist.

It was worse because you put him in the fucking jail! With demolished borders, you technically arrested him in his own jurisdiction.

Now if he wanted revenge, all he had to do was say that he worked harder than you did and people would believe him. All he had to do was badmouth you.

Your parents would hate you, they would never be proud of you. They would be ashamed of you.

Tears slid down your cheeks and into your waiting palms as silent cries shook you.

You managed to be a good Leader when you lost people; you managed to be a good Leader during all the crisis. But how can you be a good Leader with this hanging sword of never being good enough. Dean would soar high up in the sky, leaving you in his shadows forever.

'Lady Y/N?'

You froze. Your palms wiped off your tears subtly and you cleared your throat. Your glare hid your fear as you turned to the unexpected voice.

It was Sebastian Slay.

You gritted your teeth.

'You didn't knock,' your voice wavered, so you cleared your throat again, taking a sip of water from the glass on your desk beside the black laptop screen.

'I did,' he shyly said; looking at you with pity, you think. It annoyed you.

'What do you want, Mr Slay?' you rose to your full height, heels and all.

'Oh, Mr Winchester would like a deadline for moving.'

It was like a slap to your face. Now he was pressuring you - frigging awesome. Taking the reins in his hands was an effective way of letting you know you would answer to him.

You took a deep breath to save yourself from more embarrassment. 'We can do it in three days. Start after the funeral today.'

'And we'll have to announce the New Law—'

'I'll do it,' you quickly jumped at the opportunity. Anything to show the Governors that you wouldn't drop the ball. 'It would be best if Mr Winchester could grieve in peace,' you said, making up the excuse for Dean.

Sebastian nodded thoughtfully. 'Thanks. And Y/N?'

Your face hardened into a glare. 'Excuse me?'

'Ah, you're one of those.' He raised his hands in surrender, 'You don't like being called by your name, do you?'

Your lips curled almost into a snarl. 'It's disrespectful when we aren't close.'

'Or it's the intimacy that you hate,' he suggested, moving on before you could latch on that. 'However, Lady Y/N,' he corrected himself, 'I meant to say that, Dean, or Mr Winchester - he hates being called Lord Dean,' he tipped. 'Well, he is . . . rough around the edges. But he makes efforts for people he cares about. You should give him a chance to do the same for you.'

Sebastian walked out before you could fully comprehend what he confided in you.

In your encompassing frustration, you stamped your leg too hard against the marble floor, with a short scream. It broke your heel and you almost fell on your ass. 

The funeral was as well as it could've been. You didn't know Jessica so it wasn't personal at all. There were plastic chairs, a speech by a priest who gave a classic sermon, and a short speech by you. Even you hated your speech. It was so detached and unimportant. It felt tacky to go up in front of the whole Continent's representatives and speak about a person you'd never met. But her relatives (Sam and Dean) refused to speak, as Sebastian conveyed to you.

People came up to speak about other hunters too, who passed away, though there weren't too many. You didn't know any of them either. The survivors were there, heavily medicated, but present to honour the commrades who were embracing their afterlives. The procession went smoothly for the rest of the day.

The reception was held in the same ballroom. Now, it was decorated with photos of the dead ones (it had been a pain to arrange good photos of unknown people on such short notice) instead of balloons and party streamers. It was spooky to realise that the candles on the chandeliers had been flickering brightly just a day ago and now they were melting mournfully.

There was a buffet here too, even though food was mostly going untouched. The bar was much more crowded than the previous night instead.

You were whizzing between survivors and newcomers, holding people if they broke down crying and listening to stories upon stories upon stories of the brave ones. It was starting to give you a headache; there was only so much compassion you could give without facing a meltdown yourself.

You were tempted to run to the gardens once more, but you don't think it would comfort you as much anymore - not after how Sebastian had burst in there and given you the news that had led to events that have now turned your life upside down. You would much prefer the salivating idiots wooing you than crying survivors snorting into your reducing spare napkins. It simply hurt too much to keep your empathy on; it was like way-too-heavy earrings that made you made to claw your ears off.

' . . . my baby was a hero,' wailed a shambled middle-age woman who lost her only son last night after losing her husband last year. It was the woman whose shoulder you had relodged into her socket - your first patient.

'And he will be remembered,' you said kindly. You offered her water and let her cry into the nozzle as she failed to soothe her thirst, your hand going in comforting circles around her back.

'Y/N, we need you,' said a worried-looking Boa, leaning down to speak into your ear.

'If you'll excuse me, Ida,' you said to the poor woman. You flagged down a servant so she could take over for you, so Ida wouldn't be alone while she cried.

Boa urgently walked ahead of you. You had to fake strong smiles and excuse yourself to many people before you could catch up to him at the ballroom doors. From there, it reminded you of the familiar path you drew the night before as Boa led you to the infirmary. 

'Is someone hurt?'

He answered you with a shake of his head. He pushed the door of the hospital inside and only waited to let you in before he shut it behind himself, and locked the place. 

'What's going on?'

'Jessica was murdered,' came a gruff voice and you whipped around to face Dean Winchester. The lights had been dimmed for patients who had been put to bed early by your team of medics, after the funeral.

'Are you accusing me of something?'

His jaw worked a nerve, but he waved a hand for you to follow him. He led you to the adjacent room which had been compromised last night. The window was repaired by the workers at the castle, but you couldn't forget how horrible the place had looked with a vampire crashing through. You couldn't forget the machine's voice as it announced the stopping of a mighty heart. 

You were encountered with an unfortunately similar image today. There were about six people on the floor, only two of those on their knees: hands, and legs bound. Sebastian and Baz were towering over the four dead people, their expressions stony. The dead people were four Governors. The living ones were Clara Fobs and Sal Sly.

In a wheelchair, in the corner of the room, was Sam Winchester, a gun in his hand - his head bandaged so that he looked like a damn mummy; you think he couldn't speak either because of the way his head was wrapped - but the fire in his eyes was enough to tell you of what he was thinking, of what he wanted to do.

'We need your permission to kill them,' Dean said, looking annoyed that he needed permission at all. 

'Wha—?'

'We spent the day tracking the moles,' Sebastian gave you context.

'Moles?' you said, flabbergasted. 'But - these are - they were trusted members of our faction! Sal Sly has been on my team for years! And-And Clara—'

'We found compromising evidence,' Baz said, expression furious. He picked a bag near his feet as proof, disgusted just to be touching it. 'We've been betrayed, Lead,' he said with a hard swallow. 

A cold wash of disbelief tingled down your spine, along with the lance of bitterness. There was a mild ringing in your ears, like an alarm system. You didn't want to agree with them, but all the weirdness of the past few weeks seemed to crash over you. 

'The ship being attacked over and over again,' you said, your shoulders slumping. 'Was that you?' you almost gagged as you looked at your teammate, a friendly face who had never looked more hideous to you; his skin was beaten beyond comprehension too. 'And . . . Clara, did you - did you sic the vampire on the surgical team?'

Everything had been so fuzzy, so horrible that you felt blind for not noticing it all before; it was one hell of a coincidence that a vampire would only invade that surgical room which hosted the Asian Leader who rewrote the damn history by beating the unbeatable Leviathans.

'If you're done with the pleasantaries—'

Something dawned on you, and it made you cut the other Leader off: 'Wh-Why wasn't I a part of this investigation?'

Sebastian and Dean exchanged glances, and so did Baz and Boa. 

Baz spoke first, 'We were only included after we were ruled out as suspects.' He frowned at Sebastian, 'Mr Slay approached us to . . . verify you.'

Another jarring feeling of betrayal hit you in the centre of your chest. 

'It's nothing personal,' Sebastian said. 'We were just sceptical because of your behaviour towards Mr Winchester . . .' he trailed off. 'We wouldn't have needed to tell you now either, but we needed consent for these two,' Sebastian slammed his foot into Sal in a well-placed kick.

The Governors worked for both you and Dean; their disposal was in Dean's hands as much as it was in yours. As for Sal and Clara, they worked personally for you.

You ground your teeth, struggling to move past the insult. There was a larger lump growing in your chest. 

'Mrs Stun died because of you!' your voice grew hoarse. 

'You should've died instead,' Sal mumbled, his face swollen. You almost couldn't recognise his voice, so vengeful and bestial. 'Do you know how hard it was to find a shapeshifting werewolf? Or those fucking mermaids?'

'I—' you choked on your words. You didn't know what to say; you selected that man to be in your inner circle. 'I don't understand,' a faint dizziness was taking hold of you. 

'Look, we are as clueless as you,' Dean said with a rough voice as if he was barely keeping his emotions at bay. 'But they helped kill Jessica! They smuggled the vampire in. Can we move this thing along?'

'I'm talking to him!'

'I don't even know why anyone bothers with you,' Dean growled. 'It's not like you fucking care about anyone but yourself!' He advanced menacingly.

Boa intercepted him by coming between the two of you. 'If Mr Singer finds out about any violation of rules, you and your brother might face death penalty,' he reminded. You could literally sue him for killing your teammate without your permission - even if Sal was a traitor. More often than not, Leader rules were so strict that the death penalty was on the table for most cases.

Dean held your gaze through Boa's warning. 'This man killed my family!'

'Maybe we can get information—'

'They have nothing give us, Lady Y/N,' Baz said softly. 'Please. Trust us.'

You swallowed your misery and your pride. It was hard to vanquish control but . . .

You whispered, 'I grant permission.'

Almost instantly the gunfires rained down on the last two traitors. Sam Winchester emptied his remaining clip in your teammate and your head-handmaid. Your quivering hands came up to cover your mouth so that your scream wouldn't encroach the room. You turned away so you couldn't see the bodies falling in front of your eyes, and the blood pooling out to brush the hem of your body-length lace black funeral dress; you were hiding the sting in your eyes. It was too much; you flounced out to your room.

The following day was a dark one for the world. The network of traitors was shared across the Continents, and numerous humans were tracked and killed - all who were found allied to the monsters. There were thousands on the list of backstabbers. But what unnerved you was that there were even more unidentified. 

Your Guides, Robert Singer and Rufus Turner, scratched it up to the commencement of the prophecy - whatever the fuck that was. It wasn't like they understood it themselves - it was just a rumor that the prophecy predicted this slaughter. It was as if you all had officially entered a new era - where everyone was approaching the end of the Wars. 

Given the mass cutbacks, every high-level official was looked into. You were one of the first ones - given that you were a woman, but also because you gave away a useless island to a shipful of banditing vampires. 

You might've been fired if Dean hadn't spoken in your favor.

Which was why you were debating with your ego in front of his door. 

You're gonna regret this! he'd said. You were starting to see what he meant.

Your hand was poised to knock for the last five minutes but you kept reciting your apology speech that was crumpled in your other palm behind your back. Before you were ready for your knuckles to make contact, the door swung in, revealing a surprised Sebastian.

'I-I can come back later—'

'No,' he smiled sadly. 'He's all yours.'

He left the door open, walking down the hall to his own room. 

You bit your lip, and knocked on the doorframe, feeling uncomfortable simply walking in. 

'Who's there?' asked his voice, but you didn't say anything until the man walked out to the door himself. His expression turned from an exhausted dismay to a raging bull's. 'What do you want?' he asked rudely. It was a far cry from the flirty persona you'd once encountered—what felt like ages ago. 

'I, um,' you cleared your throat - your speech flying out of your head like birds at the sound of a gunshot. '. . . Thank you?'

His brows furrowed. 

'F-For standing up for me. To Mr S-Singer.' You couldn't comprehend the sudden stutter, your cheeks getting dusted with a blush. 'It's a . . . hard time for us all.'

He scoffed. 'Yeah, right. Don't break your pretty head over it, darling—no one expects you to understand.'

Your temper flared. 'Excuse me—?'

'I was feeling charitable. Don't push your luck,' he said, slamming the door in your face. 

Both you and Dean didn't sleep well that night. 

Come morrow, you were overseeing the move much earlier than Dean who hadn't found the energy to get off the floor after his drinking binge.

You were instructing which cars to take and which not, fitting as many extra weapons as you could carry. You were also bidding goodbye to the Governors who all had decided to leave in the early morning before your shift to the Eastern Headquarters.

It was nine in the morning and birds were chirping chirpily when the last dredge of Governors bled away from the castle. The sunny weather seemed to mock you, which was truly the angels' idea of celebrating the death of so many humans.

Cutbacks had rendered more than half your remaining armies unemployed as well. Forget replacing Layla, most of the people who were still alive now had no means of living; they'd been given the option to disperse across Europe after loyalty tests and working for other people, or heading back to America and doing the same. None of them had been callous enough for another ship ride, so now they were stuck in a foreign Continent working for people who will be suspicious of them for an unforeseen while.

When you took the lift up, you were met with one of your only few trusted ones who were left. 

'You okay?' Selina asked. 

So many of your soldiers and the medical team had been sent back. Only ten people were left, outside of the Griffith twins and Ms Doll. The smallest transgressions over their previous working years had had them fired, all of them forced to start over. It didn't even make sense. Even you would have been on the begging for a job had Dean not spoken for you. He still had trust of the Guides and most of the old and current Leader community.

It was almost depressing.

You gave her a watery smile, nodding far more energetically than you felt. 'I'm fine,' you said.

'I almost believe you,' she said, opening her arms. 'You always were a good liar.'

You "humoured" her by meeting her embrace tightly.

Both of you stayed there for a few minutes. Alone in the silent hallway, in a very nearly empty palace.

There were only five cars going back to the only royal estate left in Europe.

You watched from two cars down, while dividing the hunters in your three cars at the back so that your medics weren't alone for the journey, the emotional send-off between the Winchester brothers.

It was a tad too heartfelt for your tastes. Your send-off had had been much more sober and simple . . . Almost as if your family didn't care.

Of course they care! your mind immediately defended. They're just busy.

Of course that was it - what were you even thinking? Your family loves you, they have to, that's why they are family—hello!

Your brother regularly texted you, so did your sister-in-law. They both reached out to you today, consoling you since they knew your peeve about working with others; they both also told you how nice Dean was when he wanted to be, and that you would be in good hands. You tried not to get your hopes up though - Seth and B/F didn't know the whole story after all. You diverted your focus on phone calls, however - you were expecting one from your parents.

You were about to slide into the driver seat next to Selina; you would be taking the first shift of driving—when Sebastian interjected you.

'What are you doing?'

He had placed an arm, like a barrier, between you and your seat. He smiled good-naturedly.

'Bonding,' he shrugged. 'We're all on the same team now. Thought you got the memo.'

He took the car door from you and shut it after climbing in himself, leaving you to blink like a slow fool.

'Ms Selina Doll, I have the pleasure finally,' he grinned. 'I read your profile; ever since I've wanted to tell you how gorgeous you are.'

She cocked her head to the side. 'And I read yours—I thought that photo would have better pick-ups to match, something to write home about.'

Baz whsitled. 'I think I'm in the best car!'

Sebastian grinned bashfully. 'Me, too,' said he, keeping his eyes on hers.

She blushed profusely but scoffed, looking beyond the window for she didn't have an answer for his bluntness. The Griffith twins exchanged a surprised smirk in the back - it was one of their smiles that made it hard to tell them apart.

Your eyes narrowed in exasperation, and you knocked on the window.

Sebastian glanced at you as if you were the outsider to this scene of budding friendships. It didn't help that you were literally peeping in through the window.

You leaned in when Sebastian lowered the glass.

'Where am I going?' you demanded, exasperated that they almost forgot about you.

'Oh,' he said, as if it was obvious. 'Well, we assumed you'd want to be with Mr Winchester since you two will be working quite closely for the foreseeable future.'

You had to duck out of the car when Sebastian started pulling the window up again, already done with the conversation.

For a wild second, you wanted to test the bulletproofness of the said window.

Instead, you took the high road and marched up to the first car in the row in a huff; the first two cars were Dean's. This particular one was sleek, muscled, and smooth just like its freaking owner—you disliked it for that reason.

As Sam Winchester's armies pulled away, Dean walked back towards you. He was so lost in his brooding that he didn't notice you until he reached the shotgun side.

'Why are you here?'

'Um,' you awkwardly gestured at the last car in line, the one you were going to sit in, to bring in the rear of your small entourage. 'Sebastian is there.'

'Oh, fuck no,' he groaned.

You opened your mouth to protest that even you didn't want to be there when the second car honked and one of the hunters yelled.

'Are we leaving or what!?' 

It was Raya. You expectantly watched Dean: for him to scold her, and probably fire her for her tone - no one should talk to Leaders like that unless there were valid reasons, especially not a girl.

Dean let out a long-suffering sigh, and went to the driver's side poutingly, mumbling something about "sleep".

It took a moment for you to overcome your shock; your parents would have never let something like that go. You bit your tongue to stop yourself from asking the reason behind his leniency, but you didn't feel like challenging him. So you switched the topic.

'So, you're taking the first shift?' you asked, sitting in the passenger seat.

He inserted the key and the car revved, slowing to a purr.

'What?'

'You know, driving. I was going to take the first shift in the other car anyway, if you want to rest,' you hinted.

He pulled the car out of the garage. 'Oh, darling, no one drives Baby expect me. Sometimes Sebastain. Or family.' You didn't notice how his fingers blanched on the wheel; how his jaw clenched at the reminder that his family was just Sam now.

'Baby?' your lips curled in amusement. 'You named your car?'

'Is that a problem?' he sharply glanced at you. You sensed it would be if you weren't careful. You shook your head in answer, looking out the window to bite down on your incredulous smile.

This man. Who names a material possession in this world? No one should care so irrationally, you felt. He was leaving himself open to be hurt for such a mundane and stupid thing. You didn't even know car types or any of the engine stuff. The easier option would be to abandon things and move on; buy new things.

Just like you left people? a nasty voice asked you, which metamorphosised into Dean's when his words echoed back to you, It's not like you fucking care about anyone but yourself!

You shrunk under the accusation all over again. Maybe that's why you both were so different - because he cared so much about meaningless things. You were just more practical about this, right?

And practically, if you got him talking about things he liked, he might not hate you as much.

'So,' you softly cleared your throat. 'What's, uh, Moldova like?'

He frowned at the road ahead, as if it annoyed him that you were talking at all. 'It's a place. It has trees.'

His summary stumped you. So he cared about his car a lot, but he didn't care about the place his Headquarters were at?

'Oh. What do you like the most about Europe?' you directly questioned.

He exhaled sharply enough to make you nervous.

'Why are you talking to me?' he posed his own query.

You didn't have an answer that would please him.

'I'm . . . sorry?' you wondered.

'You're talking to me because you're sorry?'

'No,' you frowned. 'I guess . . . I'm sorry I brought it up.'

He huffed. 'Neat. Always got to be a diplomat, huh? Tell me, do you care?'

'What's that supposed to mean?' you crossed your arms.

'This!' he said. 'This conversation - would you even be talking to me if I wasn't somehow politically related to you?'

Well, there goes your chance to pretend you were genuinely interested. You hated when people were smart enough to see through your false attitude.

You pursed your lips. 'I talked to you once,' you murmured, but you don't know who you were fooling.

'And then you imprisoned me for it.'

'I thought you were a spy!' you said in your protection. 'You were so nice!'

'Because I like talking to people. Did it ever occur to you that people can care outside of work?'

'It . . . occured to me,' you said. You just didn't think that that care would extend to you. But you refused to share that with this man, the Leader - your psuedo-nemesis.

He shook his head after taking a long hard look at you (he did keep glancing at the road in between). 'Who am I kidding?' he scoffed. 'You're a woman who's trying to chat me up for political gain, two days after—' he paused, his voice going bad. He was in his grieving space again.

You felt a sting of realisation. Once again, it threw you: how much this man cared about his sister-in-law, about his brother. It made you reflect on your own feelings.

It made you realise that you assumed he mustn't care, you assumed that he would think caring about siblings and their marriages was futile - like any other man should; you have been reprimanding yourself for caring for so long and here he is doing the same thing.

'I am sorry,' you said sincerely. 'For Mrs Winchester, I mean.'

He gazed at you as if to see a gap in your emotions. But he must have been satisfied with what he found if he didn't chew you out. He turned his eyes back to the road. His hand hit the radio and the car filled with rock music. When he turned the dial up, it was clear that he didn't want to talk to you any longer.

You didn't know if that was a good or a bad sign.

You jumped with nervous energy when your phone vibrated. You quickly turned the radio down, and before Dean could protest, the phone was to your ear.

'Hello, mother,' you said, trying to not sound breathy.

'Hi, honey,' she sounded happy to be talking to you. You had missed her voice so much. If nothing else, at least your move warranted this call from mother - you will be grateful for it.

'How have you been?'

'I'm at work now, sweetie,' she said. Her way of telling you no pleasantaries.

'That's alright,' you said. 'I'm so glad you called. Things have been crazy down here.'

'Tell me something I don't know,' she chuckled. 'Listen, sweetie, is there a way you can patch the call to Lord Dean?'

'Oh,' you said, trying to not sound disappointed. So it wasn't for you after all—you tried to accept this maturely, she hated when you would be a kid about it. 'Of course. He's right here.' You gave your phone with a small smile. 'She wants you.'

Dean's raised brows furrowed. He plucked the cell from your hand.

'Hello?'

'Lord Dean! It's so great to hear your voice again.'

A vague memory of a heartless woman surfaced in Dean's mind. He remembered hating the nasty nasal voice that just greeted him; and he very specifically remembered blocking that number from his and Sebastian's phones after she was no longer a Leader. He'd heard this shrill high-pitch in a few of his Half-Yearly Meets.

Their was also a face to match with it - a surgically young face with the most shrewd manipulative smile he'd seen in his career. That woman was made of plastic, even her emotions - it all appeared nice on the outside but it would leave you feeling empty and . . . dehumanized.

Dean's frown deepened when he thought of her as your mother. He glanced at you, you were already looking at him earnestly, as if he was experiencing a privilege you craved.

'. . . Mrs L/N,' he acknowledged. She was "Lady L/N" until three years ago when her son took over. The "Lady" and "Lord" was only reserved for the Leaders. At least, her son was a much warmer person with a respectable personality.

He knew your surname and basic background but he'd forgotten to connect it with actual faces and voices until he heard your mother's. He felt a splurge of pity from his heart for you.

'How great,' he said, flatly.

'Oh, you poor boy. I heard about your sister-in-law. You have our condolences. I hope Y/N organised a splendid funeral.'

Dean had half a mind to throw the phone out the window.

'Sure. Thanks,' he gritted out.

'If you need anything,' she said in a leading tone, 'I'm sure my daughter will provide. And I mean, anything. Even if it's just a warm bed,' she cooed suggestively.

His body tremored with shock of anger. 'What the hell did you just say?'

He saw you jump at the sharpness of his voice, in his periphery, bristling as if he was insulting your mother somehow. That's the most emotion he'd seen on your face yet; but your anger was slowly crumbling into anxiety and eagerness to know.

'Oh, will you get your mind out the gutter, honey?' she laughed phonily. 'A warm bed is like a joke, because people have insomnia and whatnot these days. Was trying to lighten your mood! You've been through so much,' she said the last part in a baby voice, as if talking to a child.

'That was not a joke,' he growled.

'Maybe I should talk—'

You stopped mid-sentence when he locked his abruptly livid eyes with yours.

'You need to calm down,' you mother said smoothly.

'I can take this to the authorities,' he barked. 'How dare you even insinuate—'

'Yours is a young blood, Dean,' her voice curled around her words, malignant. 'You saved her career; I thought you might be interested. If you're not, brush it off as a joke. Besides, who'll believe you, child?'

'Bobby—'

'Then Y/N will witness for me,' she said, getting ahead. 'If they still take your word for it, they'll know she lied. Again - you did just save her career, so I thought you might not want to do that.'

He couldn't believe his ears; he thought he'd known what kind of a person she'd been, but for the first time, he was seeing her in her darkest shade.

Did she just try to pimp you out to him?

His eyes drifted to you again; he had to force his tongue to be bit; it was only common sense that no one disagreed with Mrs L/N because if she couldn't take it out on the one who angered her then she would unleash her wrath on an innocent.

He'd seen your mother fire people when something didn't swing her way at the Meets; he was starting to realise that as long as Seth was in power, she didn't give a rat's ass about getting you fired as well. And then you would be jobless and homeless—unwelcome in America would be the Leader who failed.

You were a contigency for your mother; a pawn.

He was speechless.

'What, cat got your tongue?' she triumphantly chortled. 'You all are naive, Dean,' she said as if she was advicing an old friend. 'You with your morality, and Y/N with her stubbornness.' She sighed, 'I tried to get her for you—guess I'll keep trying with someone else; she's a Leader now, should sell her while she's hot. The girl's gotta get married.'

That was unimaginable to him. It took every cell of his body to curb his bitter words. As if a magician had flourished his wand, the answer appeared to the older Winchester: your usefulness to that wretched woman was what would safegaurd you now.

And what would be more useful to your mother than an allaince with him?

'Look, I'll . . .' he cringed, 'Let me think about it.' He'd never felt more disgusted in his life as he did when he uttered those words.

You frowned because you could simply feel the lie of his intentions.

'Aw, attaboy!' she giggled, not even questioning his "change of heart" for a second. To her, everyone was like her. 'Well, keep in touch, dear. Ta-ta!'

Dean passed the phone along to you, head heavy, debating whether he should tell you what transpired—too much had been revealed to him for him to digest it so quickly.

Before he could even think to get a word in edgewise, you happily placed the cell on your ear.

'Mother, is Father there?'

He watched your face fall in disappointment and longing before your hand lowered. Did you really not see it? If the ex-Leaders wanted to stay in the life of luxuries, they'd need their prodigies to marry into other Leader families, or Governor families at the least. In one conversation, Dean could figure our your mother's ultimate goal—didn't you have twenty-five years to solve that mystery?

You grinned your almost realistic fake smile on your face, and to everyone else, it would have looked like nothing happened.

'She must've been busy,' you said, nodding. 'Silly me. She'll call me again,' you said, assuring yourself more than him. 'Did she . . . say something about me?' you asked him, trying to battle hope.

The image that had been exposed to him of your mother, and the one you seemed to idealise were so conflicting that he contemplated if that whole call had been unreal.

Dean swallowed his derogatory words; it was decided: he was not about to tell you that your own mother tried to whore you out, even if it was claimed a "joke" only for legal purposes.

'No,' he said, watching your struggle to keep your happy poker face in place. He felt a pinch in his chest for your efforts, along with a disturbing thought. 'Was it . . . your mother's idea? The Debutant Ball?'

You blinked in surprise, your features forging into suspicion. 'Yes. Why?'

'Did you say . . . "yes" to any of the Governors?' Hints of nausea went to his head, dreading your reply.

Your scowl deepened. 'No. Why?'

The sigh of relief took him by surprise, the inward clenching of his heart eased. 

But you weren't satisfied with it. You crossed your arms. 'She didn't offer you my hand, did she?'

Dean balked. 'Why would you think that?'

'I will not marry you, Mr Winchester,' you said. 'Ever.'

'Hey, I don't want to marry you either,' he scoffed. 

'Good,' you said. 'I'm sure she must've been joking,' you rationalised. 'Whatever it was you got mad at, if it was this than forgive her—not everyone gets her humour.'

Without realising, you'd garunteed what your mother had said moments ago. You'd never witness against her; yet he silently hoped that you didn't loose the marriage fight.

'Yeah,' he shook his head as if to shake this weird call off his person.

Besides, why should he be worried about you? You were a grown-ass woman; you should be able to see your mother's flaws for yourself. It was not his job to interfere in your relationship with your family.

That's right, none of my business; then what was the metallic taste in his mouth when he envisioned you with any other man on the planet?

Mercifully, you were allowed to switch cars after the first stretch of the drive. It took you all days, as usual to go from one extreme or the country to another, but you managed quite well to avoid ending up in the same car as Dean alone again. The awkwardness with him was amazingly tolerable when there was company to fill the silence.

Like right now, you, Selina, Sebastian and Dean were in "Baby". Sebastian was driving.

The rapport between him and Selina - their chemistry was exhaustingly sweet: you would prefer to jump out of the speeding car than be subjected to their effortless conversation—but there were pros and cons to not wanting to be alone with Dean; this was just a con.

You were banished to the backseat with the said man so the budding couple could man the front.

You were tired enough to have mercifully dozed off into the first few minutes of Sebastian's drive. You weren't dreaming; as you often were, you were in a half-asleep state, your mind alert while your body was dead to the world. You were remembering blueprints of the palace that Sebastian had been kind enough to share.

'Does she talk about work even in her sleep?' Sebastian's chin raised towards you in the rear-view mirror.

Selina bit her lip, giving the occupants of the backseat a weary look. She was seventy percent sure neither of you was listening; she still kept her voice down. 'I don't think she's had a full night's sleep, like ever.'

'Even as a child?' Sebastian dropped his tone to match Selina's. 'That's pathetic.'

Selina gave him a disapproving glance. 'Cut her some slack. Her parents would only talk to her if she would achieve something worthwhile, work-wise.'

'That's worse than pathetic. It's sad.'

'Well, don't pity her. She hates that.'

'I observed,' Sebastian said. 'So - the only love she's ever known is through work? Because that would explain a lot.'

Selina sighed softly. 'I guess. She's never had a good relationship with a person.'

'I thought you were close to her,' he said.

'No,' she corrected. 'She's just good at acting like she's close to people. Her whole life's a farce. No one really knows her.'

'That's a lot of lonely.'

Selina scoffed lightly. 'Her mother first talked to her when she was five after Y/N gave a speech about sacrifices at her grandmother's funeral. "Good speech," was all she got.'

'Oh, my God.'

'Y/N was so happy that day. I think that's when she decided she wants what they want.'

'That's just horrible,' said Sebastian. 'I mean, that's not . . . .'

'I know,' she agreed. 'Whenever she gets on my nerves, I tell myself that story.'

Sebastian took a beat to answer that. '. . . And you were hoping I'll convey this to Dean?'

Selina offered him a coy smile. 'If you'd like that. Look, I love her like a friend, but she is annoying, I get that.'

'And rude.'

'And rude,' she conceded. 'But that's why she deserves this chance more than anyone.'

'In my experience, her attitude might be exactly why she won't fit in,' Sebastian theorized. 'I mean, the people at our palace are nothing like she's known.

'You've thought about this,' Selina smiled.

He shrugged.

'Well . . . maybe not everyone needs to accept her at once. Maybe you and a few others should. I mean, if you don't give her a chance to grow into herself, how are you better than the mother?'

'Low blow.'

'Everything's fair in love and war,' she responded cheekily. 

'No, nothing is fair: that's reality.'

'That's not very optimistic of you.'

'It is when I'm at peace with the reality.'

And their banter devolved into playful insults and thinly veiled flirts.

Unbeknownst to them, Dean hadn't slept more than two hours every night since Jessica; so he'd heard every word exchanged between them while he "rested" his eyes. His hand itched to reach out to you and comfort you right that second - but he realized how absurd that would be to you.

He wondered if his forehead kiss had been as bewildering to you - something that came instinctually to him. Had that freaked you out?

If nothing else, he finally understood why you thought he was a spy. And maybe he could be more accommodating with you.

A/N: Who suspected Sal 👀? Also, who hates that mother?

{P.S.: Always wanted to post something on my birthday, too 🤣🙃. Fun fact about me - One of the reasons I was initially attracted to Dean is because his birthday is a day before moi's. Then I got to know him and haven't been able to leave since 🙃.}

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[daenerysstormreborn]

Hoping and wishing and praying that Nettles isn’t written out of the show and that she’s just not in season 2. Please. I’m begging. Saw a theory that Rhaena will have Nettles’ arc without the romance(?) with Daemon and like. I hope not. I want so much more for show!Rhaena and show!Baela but I don’t want that more to take the form of Nettles’ story. Part of what’s cool about Nettles is that she is not Valyrian! The fact that a non-Valyrian was able to tame a dragon is so special and a critical piece of lore! Especially since Nettles is of the smallfolk! To give her arc to a highborn Valyrian would be so frustrating. Of course this is just a theory and not even my theory but based on the changes made so far it would check out. And please I want my pink and black dragon pretty please Morning is my favorite dragon. Hess and Condal are straight up allergic to showing us the prettiest dragons. Why hasn’t Sunfyre been on screen as much as possible? He’s supposed to be the prettiest dragon of all time. Show us Sunfyre! Show us Dreamfyre! Show us Tessarion! And please give me Morning 😭

[imperatorcaesaraugustus]

alright, you all know what's going on by now. Thought D: thoughts on HotD, season 2 episode 3. let us begin

george r r martin would never deign to portray a Bracken as sympathetically as the first few minutes of this episode have

they've added little Jahaerys to the opening tapestry. i'm curious what else will be added as the season progresses

i don't know why i've become so invested in Mysaria but she's honestly one of my favorite characters at this point

they really got the vibes of Harrenhal right. that place feels haunted

Alys Rivers!

i don't think Gawain Hightower was a character in the book, i'm interested to see where he goes

still very funny to me any time they refer to criston cole as Dornish. the dornish marches are not in dorne. that man should be a stormlander

Larys is playing Aegon like a damn fiddle and it's great. he's so uncertain, so manipulable

Ulf the White!

now that we've seen Ulf i have the exact same question i had with Hugh: why is he in King's Landing? you have to get them both to Dragonstone for the sowing of the dragonseeds, why have you started both characters off in King's Landing?

also, they've introduced all of the dragonseds now except for one: Nettles. i heard rumors that Nettles was cut as a character from the show, and i hope beyond hope this is not the case because she's such an important part of the story

i was just thinking about how HotD seems to use nudity way less than GoT did. then this episode had on-screen fellatio

dicks out for Aemond, i guess

surprise Millie Alcock! sewing on a child's severed head, no less

American accent jumpscare

seriously, why does Alys Rivers have an american accent

i really really really wasn't expecting Rhaenyra and Alicent to have one last meeting. i definitely wasn't expecting Rhaenyra to be dressed as a nun (yes, i know it's called a septa, calling her a nun sounded funnier to me)

House of the Dragon 2: Back in the Habit

the whole meeting doesn't really make much sense. Alicent can't have both a desire to prevent the conflict and the ability to do so, or else she would have. either she doesn't have control (true) or she doesn't want to end it (increasingly also true, i think). on top of, you know, the logistical challenges of taking a moment to smuggle the queen into King's Landing while her council awaits a decision from her

[buckybarnesss]

What's your read on Peter calling Stiles out for lying to himself when he refuses the bite?

It could just be Peter misinterpreting what Stiles meant when he said "I don't want to be like you." (Stiles meaning he doesn't want to be like Peter, not that he doesn't want to be a werewolf). Or did Peter read him completely right and just thinks Stiles is denying his darker nature? A secret third thing?

we won't mention how i'm answering this a month later. 😭

i don't think peter read stiles wrong exactly but he has a bias. stiles is drawn to the power being a werewolf provided but while stiles may have been intrigued by the supernatural and definitely saw the benefits of being a werewolf but he saw the drawbacks too. up close and personal.

scott wasn't the only traumatized by what happened.

stiles had plenty of time to ponder what it meant for laura to be dead, the hales being murdered in their own home for existing, derek's everything and scott going through a change he didn't ask for and being constantly violated by peter.

there's a reason he's spitting angry when argent confronts him. he's had time to make the connections and understand enough.

and peter knows all this. peter's been stalking stiles i think as much as scott in addition to being psychically linked to scott but he finds it tragic stiles rejects the notion wholesale.

yet he respects it. he never brings it up again nor does he even bring it up to derek (at least on screen. i speculate it may have come up during the summer when they were looking for boyd & erica but derek shut it down. hard.).

the show puts forth the idea that scott and stiles are a better version of derek and peter in the subtext multiple times.

peter and stiles see reflections of themselves in the other and they loathe it.

they are truly the spiderman meme.

peter loves to nettle stiles but when the chips are down peter usually helps him despite his nature which we see culminate in radio silence.

peter does care about people he perceives as his and like it or not he eventually comes to see stiles as his. him taking stiles's keys through the portal when he escapes the wild hunt was a huge gesture from peter. that's all but saying i love you.

[lemonhemlock]

the fact that as of right now, Alys’ role in the story is to be Daemon’s hype man 😭 I almost can’t get past it. The sanitization of Daemon as a character eats up both her and Helaena, because they have to function as beacons to prove Daemon is on the right path in supporting the right ruler. Which now means that like so many other characters, it is very unclear what Alys does next without him. How do you do her relationship with Aemond when she has spent a season fixing Daemon into a better person who understands the part he has to play (in ultimately killing Aemond???) You can repeat the visions and have them make him worse, but I almost don’t believe the show cares enough about Aemond to actually do that. It feels more likely she’s going to be blatantly playing him the entire time, which is the most boring option they could go with. A shame!

I really, really liked the Harrenhal sequences, because I thought its purpose was to be an interesting character study into what makes Daemon tick. But the ending felt so flat, ultimately pointless and very much disruptive to future plot points?

Daemon had a very fatalistic approach to his death in the books. The breakdown of his relationship with Rhaenyra was very much brought about by his own boredom / disillusionment with her, by his lack of conviction in her cause or even by disappointment or shock that she should overreact to Nettles in such a way. When he left to fight Aemond, he felt that there was not much else left for him. Which, again, betrays a very self-centered view, as he still had two daughters and a son left to raise, but that's Daemon for you. I think it's fair to say that he must have felt that taking Aemond and Vhagar out would prove advantageous to his remaining son, at the very least.

But, in any case, he was in a complicated state of mind that could have been interesting to explore on screen and one that was still true to the core of his character. Daemon is a trickster! He is never fully in or fully our of anything. He is unpredictable and considers himself the master of his own destiny. He is the last character to acquiesce to some notion of predestination. He is a schemer to the core and, while I do think he loved Rhaenyra in his own way, his marriage to her always retained a strategic element to it.

Having him unquestionably bend the knee to her is so bizarre. Why? That's his arc in S2? It also undoubtedly turns him heroic, because he has relinquished his egocentric pursuits (wanting the Iron Throne for himself) in favour of fulfilling a prophecy that basically gives indications on how to save the world in the future. So, now, fighting the greens is not a personal, petty vendetta, it's literally ordained by the gods, because otherwise the entire Westeros is doomed if his bloodline doesn't continue. For real? 😩

And, coming back to Alys and Helaena, of course that the women have to aid Daemon, because they know that the blacks are on the right side of history and they are ultimately peacemakers, one and all! 😭

I don't have a problem with Alys blatantly playing Aemond and leading him on, as I've always thought that it would make the most sense for her to be out for herself, but it's a ridiculous demonisation of the greens. And in service of Daemon, the least virtuous of all characters. This conflict is no longer petty squabble between nobles, it's literally occult shit at play now. And none of them even know about this stupid prophecy in the first place. Just anything and everything to make Alicent look bad, I guess.

[horizon-verizon]

That anon trying to justify Nettles being cut was so ridiculous.

Also I have to point out, it’s not ok to cut Nettles no matter what her story is. It’s just weird to say she’ll be accepted on screen as long as she stays in her place and doesn’t threaten Daemon’s marriage. She deserves to be adapted no matter what her role in Daemon’s life is.

Anon speaks of this post.

I agree, even though I don't as hard believe that Rhaenyra actually thought she seduced Daemon. Even if Rhaenyra had, Nettles is both incredible in her part of the Dance as well as for her reaffirming Dany's arc/ASoIaF/the Azor Ahai prophecy being that Dany is AA. Why is it that Arya Stark--who has her own street urchin, self empowerment storyline, gets so much love for this exact characterization...but the writers can't scrounge some backstory up up for an actual "urchin" who has lived as one for most of her life (and it wouldn't be that hard at all, come one why wouldn't we want to see a young girl fighting her way to survive and be clever and all that again and for her to rise to dragonrider status?!Which is the difference b/t her and Arya?

If anything, her story is the reverse of Arya for a while: a low classed girl has her life changed forever and manages to obtain the means to improve her financial situation whereas Arya was sorta exiled from her previously noble status to live on her own....both are impressive but are not really totally the same)?

They gave Hugh the Hammer a more sympathetic story and background, a wife and kids, a family...this man who raped at least 1 woman in and demanded more lands for himself and even a new kingdom when he was already getting some tracts from Rhaenyra.

What purpose, pray tell, do we really have to create and even flip this character for this MAN as opposed to this YOUNG DARKER SKINNED GIRL. Why is it worth more to change this character's story than for Nettles to exist? Nettles did no such thing, no betrayals, no rape, etc. Hm...

It's pretty gross to imply that Nettles herself was an unwelcome disturber of your fav ship's marriage simply for existing. You realize you sound exactly like all these classist maesters/real people and misogynoirist real people?! C'mon!

[nrilliree]

What kills me is that without Daemyra, most of the characters in ASOIAF wouldn't exist. Not only do what remains of House Targaryen come from Daemyra's lineage, but they also have descendants in pretty much every House in Westeros. But antis spend their time trying to reduce their relationship to something unimportant or pure abuse. Something that would be very odd with the overall moral of GRRM's story. Not to mention all their claims without proof that Daemon actually cheated on Rhaenyra. The text provides no real evidence. These are essentially contradictory rumors with elements clearly missing which prevent us from having an overall vision. I personally do not believe in Mysaria or Nettles. Without forgetting that the sources (mostly pro Greens) act as if Daemon had not evolved since his 20s/30s in terms of relationships, without taking into account that no extramarital relationship was reported when he was married to Laena and Rhaenyra. The poetry of the Daemyra relationship is precisely that it ends with a misunderstanding for Rhaenyra with Daemon who sacrifices himself for her, her cause, their family and their house.

For me, it is a misunderstanding to compare Daemon and Rhaenyra's relationship to Daemon and Rhea, to emphasize that he cheated on both women, did not respect them and was only faithful to Laena. The same people who call Alicent a victim for being forced to marry Viserys fail to realize that the exact same thing happened to Daemon. He never consummated the marriage and fled at the first opportunity, begging Viserys to let him return to the capital. (in the series they added this ass murder) It's a completely different relationship than the one with Rhaenyra. Likewise, they claim that Daemon was ONLY interested in Rhaenyra because he wanted her crown. As if he hadn't expressed interest BEFORE she was announced as heir and he still was! It was more than clear that even though he loved Laena as his wife, Daemon still wanted Rhaenyra all this time. Even after years had passed, she had children, some said she had become "ugly", she had visions of war on her back - Daemon was still interested in her. All we know is that he cheated on Rhea, but there is no official evidence that he actually cheated on Rhaenyra. So until it happens on screen, I won't believe it. I'm not the biggest fan of Daemyra, but I see how it is.

[synchodai]

Live reactions of me watching Episode 5 under the cut. As you will notice, I'm easily impressed and turn into that Leo Dicaprio pointing gif every time a character I like is mentioned.

I love the "It's just meat" line from Ulf. It's great set-up for what's to come and how this whole war will hurt every Targaryen's legitimacy.

Hate the "Rhaenyra will answer for this" line from someone else. No one should be speaking treason that loudly so close to the Kingsguard.

They're peeling him! Love it.

"What would have me do?" Rhaenyra and Aegon both asking the question shows they're both puppets in the end. Neither have the strength and training to be a monarch.

YO CREGAN STARK MENTIONED! WINTER PREPPERS WE STAY WINNING!

Jace flying to Daemon makes sense. Him flying to the Twins instead because....it's too dangerous to go to Harrenhal????? Makes no sense.

YO BLACKWOOD-BRACKEN FEUD MENTIONED! RIVERCHADS WE STAY WINNING!

Daemon being like eeh, I guess you can torture our allies then. Hilarious.

Jeyne Arryn is reacting as she should.

"They betray their own smallness" is such a good line. Mizaya Suzuno is a treat every time she shows up on screen.

Rhaenyra not being taught "the difference between hilt and foible" makes no sense. If she was regular lady who had a very strict father, it would. But she had a rather permissive father who let her do pretty much as she pleased. If she wanted to, she could have learned as much as Arya or Brienne.

Baela finally having screentime? A minor miracle.

OH SO NOW THEY MENTION MELEYS IS THE FASTEST, HUH? (Again, I will keep saying that she could have and should have run away.)

Is that...Aemma??? OH NO IT'S ALYSSA.

How these scenes transition and cut seems more jarring than usual.

This "marital spat" lasting for four episodes seems unnecessary when the murder of a small child was forgotten in two.

Finally, calling out Aemond "for his lack of restraint." He should have been called out ever since he killed Luke.

Alicent makes a great point though. How can he be regent AND fight a war out there in the field???

Alicent having such strong emotions over being passed as regent.......why?

Why does Hugh get a family backstory added to his character and yet we've seen neither lick or hair of Nettles? Where is Nettles????

Costume department, please give Alicent more than two dresses.

YES FINALLY. THIS STORY IS ABOUT THE RIOTS. IT WILL BE THE SMALLFOLK THAT ULTIMATELY WIN THIS WAR AND KILL THE MOST DRAGONS

JASON LANNISTER MENTIONED! LANNATION WE STAY WINNING!

The Daemon will-he-won't-he-traitor is not fun to watch. It's been going on for too long and makes Rhaenyra's side of the war stagnant while the greens are making huge moves.

I don't remember Jace negotiating with the Freys in the book. Unlike in FaB, he was authorized by the queen to make the deals he did with Manderly, Arryn, and Stark. Here, he's completely rogue agent and any promises he makes to the Freys is....uh, questionable.

The purpose of this Frey negotiation scene perplexes me. My boy Jacaerys looks fabulous though. Keep serving, prince.

Alys saying "it's not war, it's a heinous crime" is...not my vibe. She exists in this society where they don't have the concept of humanely treating the enemy. What Daemon is doing to those who don't bend the knee is what is expected of a feudal warlord.

UUUUUUGH, Daemon going rogue agent is so self-sabotaging. This man is supposed to be a competent war veteran! He should know going alone is not the play. Aemond acting like this is believable because Aemond is a young man who's never seen war, but not Daemon.

At this point, Rhaenyra is taking as many Ls as Aegon, maybe even more. Why is everyone just standing around and talking at each other?! Your most important war asset died, where is the fire? Where is the urgency???

Why was Corlys not appointed the Hand from the very beginning?!

DID BAELA JUST REJECT HER INHERITANCE?? BULLSHIT. And she did it so casually too!!!! SHE HAS NO REASON TO DO IT. GIRL, INHERITING DRIFTMARK WOULD MAKE HER ONE THE RICHEST PEOPLE IN THE REALM WHAT IS GOING ON?

"I cannot send a raven for Daemon to disregard." Then why doesn't Rhaenyra go to Harrenhal????? She has a dragon, she can fly quicker than a random small councilman. What is going on with this war?

And now she just up and told a councilman who was already displeased with her and whose main reason for staying is his hatred of the Hightowers, "Oh yeah, Daemon might be raising his own faction. Anyways, you'll go to him and bring him back, won't you?" GIRL, DO YOU WANT PEOPLE TO DEFECT?

And the message she sends to Daemon is so feckless. Do you think that will convince anyone to come back?!

HOUR OF THE WOLF MENTIONED. WOLFERINAS WE STAY WINNING.

"Works of barbarity." YOU'RE ALL FEUDAL WARLORDS. YOU ALL BURN FIELDS AND SACK CHURCHES. WTF IS THIS GENEVA CONVENTION BS

"I have seen a share of their fights—" Then you should know the Brackens and Blackwoods do this to each other all the time! They burn each other's sacred places and kill their children. This isn't new! That's why the Riverlands is so poor despite its lands being so rich—because the lords keep sacking and tearing at each other's lands!!!! ARGH THIS IS SO FRUSTRATING

Oh thank god, please let it be a dream. It's a dream. Because lords and ladies saying this and coming in the middle of the night make no sense.

Helaena's one line this episode goes hard.

"Well, it was a long time ago." You tell her, Jace.

"And yet, I must wait here." ...you don't have to. This is such a manufactured conflict, especially when Rhaenyra already showed she can come and go to King's Landing unharmed.

"I'm proud of you" she tell her son who made a deal behind her back and disobeyed her orders. And she wonders why people circumvent her authority? Girl, WIELD YOUR AUTHORITY DAMN.

VERMITHOR AND SILVERWING MENTIONED.

"Valyrian histories, written to gild us in glory." YOU TELL HER, JACE.

Jace should be going, "Look at me mother, do I look like a Valyrian dragonlord to you?" Bham! Much more impactful and goes back to his main character conflict.

ugh, this was such a slow and frustrating episode. Worst of the season so far. High points are more Jace screentime (I just like looking at the actor stand in his costume — so beautiful and princely), the Jeyne Arryn appearance, and setting up the eventual riots. Low points are everything else.

[princesssszzzz]

I read leaks so much and it’s so hard to confirm some of them but I’m worried the most about Nettles. So many book purist stans want her cut and I just think they’re racist

The losers that hate Nettles don’t hate her because of racism, it’s because of misogynoir and it’s very specific to her gender. It’s more than what show Laena, Baela, and Rhaena deal with because they are portrayed on screen by multiracial actresses. B & R are also the legitimate biological daughters of Daemon and don’t present as a romantic threat to a fictional ship. Obviously there is not black or white races in ASOIAF so Nettles is canonically a different race than them and physically looks different than them even show Baela & Rhaena. The vitriol and constant attempts to dismiss her is specifically because she’s NOT a male not solely because of her race. If people had an issue with book characters that allegedly “caused” infidelity of some sort or got in the way of a ship, then people wouldn’t have attempted to campaign for this Cregan/Jace crackship to be real. Even after Jace’s actor goes on long rants calling Baela his wife and they love only each other they are still at it and dead serious about it. Instead, they were praying that Baela would be disrespected and cheated on. George can come out tomorrow and say Daemon is bisexual and slept with Addam of Hull and I promise you nor the character or actor would receive hate. Corlys, Alyn, and Addam have never and will never receive this hate. Hugh and Ulf also won’t despite being “traitors.” They are portrayed by black male actors. No one is hating on them. No one is nitpicking their scenes or attempting to devalue their characters. At most Corlys is ignored unless he’s propping up someone else.

And then speaking of propping up others, Daemon seems like a total POS on the show and 99% of the people who are suddenly oh so concerned about how he is as a father want Rhaena to replace Nettles. There’s no reason to even pretend like that’s the real reason why they want Nettles cut and want Rhaena near him instead. This #1 attaches a likable and innocent character to Daemon to make him seem like a better person without the writers actually making him a better person #2 removes the threat called Nettles. Nettles doesn’t have to actually sleep with Daemon, her literally existing is an issue to these people