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" headaches and stumbling abound today , it seems . i had to help guide someone toward the maesters . " which is all to say she took the liege to the first servant arushi could find who didn't appear to be hurrying toward a new task , becoming their problem instead . but what a kindness it had been without that little detail ! " i hope you are faring better , my liege , " she continues , honeyed hues regarding @grandeurss @insooth @steelfyre @sunlaid for signs of malady . mostly , she hopes not to have a repeat of earlier . still , she would have it no other way — the ball remains in recent memory , unforgettable in both its grandeur and its fallout .
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CLOSED STARTER ✦ @disrcpairs , @sunlaid , @crvwncd
dornish lord bear witness to the consequences of being drunk on wine and merriment . a liege from the reach stitched with boisterous laughs , brimming with impudence while seeking a dance with those nearby . if not for some of his companions , a mess would have been made at the table . ❝ well , that was ... interesting . ❞
#𝑤𝑐𝑟𝑓𝑐𝑟𝑒 ˖⁺‧₊˚✦ // ❝ 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — threads#𝑤𝑐𝑟𝑓𝑐𝑟𝑒 ˖⁺‧₊˚✦ // ❝ 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — chapter : let there be cake#disrcpairs#sunlaid#crvwncd
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@sunlaid said "you do not have to pretend any longer."
"Oh, don't I? Have you swept in, ever the galant hero, and lifted the weight from my shoulders. No longer am I Lannister, mainlander, ruling lady." She had told Dalton once she was a mummers farce, a collection of lies in silk dresses, no more real than the reflection in still water, perhaps old friend needed similar revelation. She was no more the woman he used to know than she was Lady of Ten Towers, new name bringing forth a new iteration of self, an ever-changing metamorphosis until she didn't recognise what she saw in the mirror. "What if I told you that everything you knew was pretend, and this is the truth of it?"
#𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔢 - gysella + darion goodbrother#𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔢 - gysella#𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔰 - act II#sunlaid
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light touch drew gaze from surrounding sceneries , twinkling of lights that andros had not taken in in full until the semi completion of dance card . “ true that i had come in search of you as you are the last upon my card . ” had not , yet , helpful to have stumbled upon last of persons to share time with . gaze leveled onto dornish lord until his retreat , huff of chuckle . “ i should hope he did not approach solely due to his mother's whims . ”
# 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 ( capping at four, excluding card seventeen replies )
" my next dance is already spoken for , i'm afraid . " isra wrapped slender fingers around the forearm of a passing guest , pulling bystander into a conversation she wished to finish . " but do send your mother my regards , lord gargalen . "
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@sunlaid * odara karstark
[...] With her right arm no longer as nimble as the rest of her, she relied on staying in the shadows and spaces they wouldn't think to look; away from prying eyes and bloodthirsty spears. Gasp pulled from her when frame bumps into theirs, instinct prompting push to frame. " No, no, no — " Adrenaline and fear blur, and tears, unbidden, are palmed away until realization settles in. Her gratitude blooms and with both hands framing the liege's face, a breathless admission deflates all tension as she wraps her arms around their shoulders. " Odara. "
#⤷ * sunlaid.̲.̲.#⤷ * sunlaid.̲.̲. odara karstark#⤷ * dayne‚ laina.̲.̲. under indigo nights‚ a curious wild cat ‚#⤷ * event.̲.̲.
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all night shirei tossed and turned , unable to sleep . she blamed it on the storm brewing outside but her gut had told her it was something else . lightning illuminated her chambers but in the distance , there was something more . “ what has happened ? ” ruling lady jumped out of her covers , brows furrowed with worry . " you are worrying me . . . what is it ? "
𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 : @steelfyre , @ravasz , @sunlaid
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starter ›› @sunlaid , @luvburn , accepting 1 / 3 more replies.
fatigue didn't silence ghosts when they deemed her dreams theirs to dance within as she had danced at the ball. waking didn't quiet them. they followed dove to the balcony where she sat, a shawl wrapped around her form. her eyes didn't drift from the pink and purple sky when footsteps reached her ears. uncertain if they were true or another mirage until the noble was standing beside her. ❝ i didn't think many would rise this early. ❞ myrcella moved over on the bench, silent invitation to join her extended.
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closed starter for : 𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐧 & 𝐢𝐬𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 @sunlaid
perhaps the bliss within heir to essos was false ⸻ maybe this was all a ploy for her to let her walls fall down and her rage ignites once more. with the smell of roses inhabiting her vicinity the dagareon stood on her balcony, onyx hair flowing in the calm and gentle breeze filled with pleasantries. it was frightening, allowing oneself to feel happiness. gentle steps were heard from the door frame and princess turned to find beloved companion. "did you dance last night?" small tint of rose covered future empress' cheeks at the memories of last evening. she'd danced with the one she loved, forgotten her worries, and felt lighter than in months. "I do not remember much outside of my own dances."
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closed starter for : @cursebrcken, @morewoe, @disrcpairs, @sunlaid
violence wasn't something the mallister enjoyed and , more often than not , would try to talk his way out of . the people walking through highgarden with the intention to harm others was something that jorah didn't tolerate , especially as there were many that had no way of protecting themselves , his family included . thus far he'd been fine to not cause real harm to the attackers but one cornering another with the intentions of harming and intimidation ━━ he acted before he thought . blood spurted before he knew it , soaking both him and the other . " my apologies . are you alright ? "
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cool stone wall against her skin would be a relief , if not for everything else . she peeks around the corner — one second , two , three — searching the hallway for movement . a flash out the window startles arushi , and she shrinks back , hand over hammering heart . head swiveling toward @sunlaid , leaning close to maintain a whisper , " i think this way is safe . i — i don't see anyone , " voice wavers , even as it mimics the softest spring breeze .
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close to the gardens, with @steelfyre, @morewoe, @sunlaid
blankness upon cuprite princess's features would make it seem as though there wasn't a chaos that raged around them . seated as she'd been ordered to by companion they knew lurked just behind in the shadows , malaya barely stirred as footsteps approached . " if you've come to attempt to kill me , i feel it best to warn you you'll die before you get close enough to . " various weapons anika always had on their person they'd seen enough times to be certain that if they raised their voice minutely would be used without fair look at the target . while they may not have been side by side as they'd been mere seconds ago , the search for fabric to stop her bleeding hadn't take anika that far .
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@sunlaid said "if only every family could be as respectful as ours."
"Respectful." Myranda repeated with a nod, spinning the iron ring around her finger absently. Lounged in the armchair, head resting in a nook, unbound hair circling her like a cloak, she finds herself growing lost in the concept of respect. A given thing, and something earned, and so, so fragile. And, yet with every step she takes towards her own happiness, she wonders if it fractures that fragile thing shared with her family. "We have been blessed, certainly, with our parents and brother. And you." There was a lot she would risk in this world, but her family? That scared her. "I love you, my gift." Blue eyes focus then, settling on sister as though a lighthouse in a storm. A truth that would carry through, regardless of the haze that sat over her mind, an anchor, a guidestone.
#𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔰 - act II#𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔰 𝔞𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡 - myranda + odara karstark#𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔰 𝔞𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡 - myranda#sunlaid
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who could one turn to for protection when the short path to brother's chambers were blocked with carnage? a blood splattered yet unharmed lady florent had sped through the violence, bare feet pattering on the cold floor during the short sprint to the nearby hall that she knew would hold help--knew would hold someone who could protect her. rounding the corner, she had rarely felt such relief upon seeing the form of another. her shaky hands lifted in surrender, one with a white-knuckle grip upon the only form of weapon she had--her cherished hair brush. “p-please--my lord. i know not where to go.” but it seemed, by the amount of bodies laid before her, this hallway was a temporary safe place.
# 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗿 + seven replies
blood marred the brute's weapon — sword left behind, loyal companion tasked between wife's fingers to protect their children. hallways leading to goodbrother quarters remained free of foes, instead littered with bodies of storm soldiers unlucky to have thought hound and family prey. red hammer lives up to name, not an inch of body untouched by crimson, and war trained eyes fall upon the next body that rounded corner. a challenge, if company turned out to be another corpse to add to the count.
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@proelium, @sunlaid * muse roulette
[...] " All this, for what was to be expected, " the only remark he'd give to the display of arrogance only a dragon could enact without consequence. Head shakes, and fingers heavy with rings on each digit settle for idling on his breakfast at hand ; slices of nectarine, and an assortment of cheese and crackers. " I hope Theon's dragon boy doesn't influence disruption in his own marriage. " He shakes his head.
#⤷ * karstark‚ robert.̲.̲. polished yet cold‚ a figure carved from ambition / cloaked in divine pretenses‚#⤷ * proelium.̲.̲.#⤷ * sunlaid.̲.̲.
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" i am afraid i've caught a cold or something , “ the master of coin sniffled , rubbing his temples as he momentarily shut his eyes . “ — or allergies . i've never been allergic to anything . should i ask for the maester ? did you hear about that sickness going around ? ” call him dramatic but whenever aerion was ill , he acted like a child which was a stark contrast to his usual cocky demeanor .
closed starter — for @sunlaid , @steelfyre
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starter ›› @sunlaid , @proelium , accepting 0 / 3 more replies
with a final swing of his sword, the attack crumpled to the ground, never to move again similar to many who dared stand in northerner's path. luna's growls all that prevented silence from descending. master and beast accustomed to hunting in the shadows, favoring it even - another weapon at their disposal after learning how darkness could be utilized. taking a deep breath, theon glanced over his shoulder at his companion. ❝ that's the last of them in this hall. ❞ more battles awaited. thrill of the fight called to him but bloodlust wasn't the strongest pull when northerners still remained missing.
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