#maybe its still stupid idk ahsksjs.BUT ANYWAY

[silksworn]

❛ those who took up arms against me will be thrown down, & humbled, & destroyed. ❜ | from elrys 1

❛ ⸻ 🕸️ ₊ ⊹ @belmorvejes | 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 & 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃

𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄, 𝐒𝐋𝐘 thing, curled thing, pleased at the edges, thins Iraestra's mouth. She considers the map beneath her fingers. Her index and middle digits make a meandering path from Dragonstone all the way to Asshai, the travel of months and years taking mere moments. An undertaking done together, she would remind him without words.

"As is the only correct answer to such foolishness," she agrees easily enough. "A lesson may never be learned if the instructor is soft in the education." She is too practiced at deception to let her spine straighten or turn too quickly to face him. No guilt will be admitted, verbally or otherwise, for no crime has yet to be enacted. Merely wonderings, merely thoughts. The whispers have yet to become louder than even murmurs. Let this conversation similarly linger in the theoretical for as long as it may. Her thoughts are her own; he does not use the Gift as he might if their shared blood flowed thicker. Still, that does not mean he is not as shrewd as he is clever and cruel. "Thankfully, it would seem our Golden neighbors have taken it quite to heart for the moment. They enjoy cowering so.

“…Unless, of course, there is new reason to worry?” At last she rises to greet him, eyes downturned momentarily in respect before she looks upon him fully. “Emperor-cousin, it has been too long. If there is need of my sisters or myself, we will readily answer any call.”