#sylvina baratheon

[longlivetyrells]

A Baratheon Memoir: A Dance for Suitors

Main Characters: Original Female Character, Renly Baratheon

Other Characters: Robert Baratheon, Loras Tyrell, Margaery Tyrell, Stannis Baratheon, Dickon Tarly

Summary: Robert threw a feast to hunt suitors for his youngest siblings but little did he knew, Renly had it all covered. Or Two single siblings chatting about potential partners in a dance.

Warnings: none

A/N: inspired by an imagine I posted earlier about the Baratheons having a younger sister, I might turn it into a series, so feel free to send me requests/ plot ideas!

Word Count: 1100

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Melodies resounded, culinary delights tantalized the senses, and lords and ladies from the far reaches of the Seven Kingdoms adorned the grandeur of the Iron Throne's fall. Amidst the opulent affair, she stood in a corner, delicately sipping from a goblet brimming with wine emblazoned with the emblem of her noble lineage. Yet, weariness nestled within her, for this soirée had become all too familiar, a predictable routine orchestrated by Robert, her brother, who scheduled such celebrations with alarming regularity, each time conjuring up a different excuse. This occasion, a mingling event, aimed to unveil unmarried nobility in the hopes of forging an ideal alliance—a notion that seemed preposterous.

Robert persistently teased his two youngest siblings about their reclusive lives, oblivious to the fact that neither of them was truly alone. Nevertheless, the king's whims prevailed, and if he desired to parade his sister and brother before the court, then they would graciously play their assigned roles. Sylvina had come to understand that it was far easier to oblige than to engage in endless arguments with a mad and inebriated man.

Drifting through the lavish spectacle, she adorned an emerald-hued gown adorned with the intricate patterns of her noble house. Her cascading tresses framed her countenance, and upon her silk raven hair, she wore a crown gifted to her by her brother—a delicate arrangement of miniature roses, each set with a radiant emerald stone. Adorned with minimal jewellery, unlike the ostentatious preferences of Renly and Robert, she embraced a preference for understated elegance. Her siblings often jestingly attributed this trait to an inherited likeness to their brother Stannis.

"Sister," Renly interjected, joining her in solitude, his lips curling into a smile. He was the sole companion thus far, as others seemed either terrorized by Robert's volatility or cowered beneath her visage of discontent. "A splendid feast, is it not?" he inquired, fully aware of the answer. "Indeed, I am overwhelmed with joy," she retorted, rolling her eyes. Renly laughed, for that was his nature—a man easily entertained, never one to shy away from filling the air with the symphony of his laughter. Once, Robert had been akin to this, until he wed that wretched witch.

She returned his jest with a smile. "So, my prince, have you discovered your perfect match yet?" she playfully taunted, well aware of his forbidden relationship with Loras, a sight she had stumbled upon countless times within the halls of Storm's End.

Renly protested with a roll of his eyes. "As a third son, my marital prospects bear no consequence for the family," he coldly responded. "And as the fourth, Robert deems it fitting for me to be wed to one of his snobbish acquaintances," Sylvina replied, raising her wine glass to her lips for a sip.

Arching an eyebrow, Renly observed, "I see your stay in King's Landing has kindled a fondness for wine, perhaps influenced by our dear King and Queen?" Sylvina lightly punched his arm when no prying eyes were upon them.

"Besides, worry not about suitors, dear sister. You can always marry Loras, and Robert would delight in a union with another esteemed and ancient house," Renly commented, playfully taking her glass and sipping from it. She protested and swiftly retrieved her glass. "I thought you were already wed to him," she teased once again. Renly scoffed but, after a moment, relinquished the glass back to her, slightly less intense than before. "There are worse fates than marrying Loras," he reminded her. "You do realize that he and I do not get along, do you not?" she retorted in disbelief.

"He is an honourable young man, devoted to his kin, handsome, and I have witnessed the tenderness with which he treats you. However..." Renly's words trailed off, for he knew the harsh reality that awaited them. "He does not hail from a Great House, and the likelihood of Robert ever granting his approval for Dickon is slim. If such an unfortunate circumstance arises, you are left with two choices: either wed Loras and keep Lord Tarly as a secret affair or... allow Robert to decide your fate, which would most likely steer you toward the frigid embrace of the North."

Her brother spoke the truth, as he often did, though his wisdom was seldom showcased. "And what of you, dear brother? Who shall be your prospective suitor?" she desperately attempted to shift the conversation, weary of a future tainted with bleakness. "Fortunately for me, the noble houses of Westeros lack suitable female heirs," he laughed, adding, "Though Margaery would be a possibility if she not succeeded in supplanting Cersei." He smiled, his mind contemplating the potential suitors, a notion Sylvina found exasperating.

"Shall we dance?" she implored, finally reaching a state of inebriation that allowed her to revel in the feast of courtship. Renly nodded, accepting her invitation. Taking her hand, he planted a gentle kiss upon it, leading them both to the centre of the dance floor. "Is your dear Lord Tarly present this evening?" he inquired. She shook her head, and her brother offered a smile.

The two began to sway in unison with the melody, captivating the attention of Robert, who held mixed feelings—he wished his siblings to relish the evening, yet harboured concerns that their sole interaction was limited to each other and the Tyrells, instead of fulfilling their duties as prince and princess.

"I am aware of your worry about the future, dear sister, but rest assured, whatever the outcome, it shall be to your benefit. I shall never allow anyone to impose a miserable fate upon you," her brother whispered, his words serving as a promise she knew he could not entirely keep. Nonetheless, they provided Sylvina with a comforting solace. "Do you think we should disclose our potential suitors to Robert just yet?" she inquired. Renly shook his head, laughing heartily. "And deprive him of these feasts? We both know his ulterior motive is to find a partner to warm his bed for the night," he jested, eliciting laughter from Sylvina.

[averillaratargaryen]

“A Better Man.”

Chapter XXIV

Averillara and Aegon both had arrived to Storms End, as they took the next trip with the flight of their dragons.

“Lord Borros Baratheon” Aegon greeted him with much confidence, as they stepped through the door, of house Baratheon.

“King Aegon” Borros welcomed him with open arms as the two exchanged in a friendly hug.

Averillara stood back as she gave a silent smile, not knowing who anyone was.

Her mother never really gave her the chance to go out and meet those that they had made alliances with. She claimed it far too dangerous for Averillara to travel on her own.

As Aegon pulled away from their friendly greeting, he then took a step back, taking a hold of Averillara’s hand, “my wife. Averillara Targaryen.”

As Borros looked towards her, he found himself surprised.

As though he did not recognise she was there until mentioned.

“Well I’ll be damned” he whispers under his breath, “they speak the truth then.”

“Who does?” Aegon asks.

“People” Borros took a keen look, up and down at Averillara, before he greets her politely, “your Grace.”

He gives Averillara his courtesy, whilst she nods back at him.

“You must come in” Borros then welcomed them in, “your journey must have been long, you must be awfully tired.”

“Do you need something to drink?” Aegon whispers, as he leans his head towards Averillara.

She shrugs in response, before she whispers in response, “I’m not sure how safe it would be, to take water from a place like here. With everyone’s reaction, I would not be surprised should it be poisoned.”

Aegon nods, knowing what he needed to do, in order to satisfy his wife’s thirst.

“Some water would be sufficient. For her Grace” Aegon spoke, as he looked to one of the maids beside him.

Borros stopped, turning his head around as he noticied the maid stood silently, not budging.

“Did you not hear him?” Borros asks her, “get the Queen a cup of water!”

“Y-yes, my Lord” She nodded in response, as she rushed off.

“I apologise regarding their manners” Borros sighs.

“It is quite alright” Averillara responds.

Eventually, Borros had left them at the doorstep of their chamber, with a last message to give as he turns to face them.

“This will be your chamber, during your stay. Please, make yourself at home” Borros smiled, yet his smile towards Averillara seemed quite forced, “should you need anything, we have many maids around.”

Aegon nods, before the two watch Borros leave.

“May the gods help the poor woman that marries him” Aegon whispers.

“And who might she be?” Averillara asks.

..

“Her name is Sylvina Baelish. Of course, I must refer to her as Lady Baelish” Aegon answers Averillara’s question, as the two were now sat in their chamber, as Aegon helped himself to set up their bed.

“And you say this is his second marriage?” Averillara asks. To which Aegon nods.

“His first, Lady Fletcher died, whilst birthing their first child. Yet the two now rest amongst the gods” Aegon sighs, before he joins himself beside his wife.

He laid down beside her, whilst she was yet still stood up. After hearing what had happened to Lady Fletcher, her hand immediately placed itself against her stomach.

Aegon noticed this, before looking up to find her face pale, as she looked worried.

“I will not let anything happen to you” Aegon confirms, as he also places her hand against her stomach, above her hand, “as long as you are my responsibility, I shall let no harm come to you. Either of you.”

Averillara smiles, as she looks down at him, “and what our first born is a girl?”

Aegon leans her towards him, as he plants a gentle kiss against her temple.

He moves away gently, looking down at his hand that was placed above hers, before up into her eyes, yet again.

“Then she will be perfect. Just like her mother” he responds.

A knock at the door became a distraction, before a maid entered, with a tray that carried a cup, and a jug of water.

“Your grace” She bowed her head down, as she walked towards the table beside the bed, placing the tray down.

As she begins to pour the water into the cup, Aegon and Averillara give a glance to one another, before Aegon stood up.

“What is your name?” Aegon asks.

“Sophia, your grace” she responds.

As the cup is full, she holds it up, looking towards Averillara before noticing the two looking back at her.

“Drink it” Aegon commands her.

“Your grace?” Sophia looks at Aegon confused.

“Please, take a drink” Aegon nodded in response, “as she is my wife, I must take caution as to what it is you are giving her.”

“I assure you, your grace, this is just water” Sophia responds.

“So prove it” Aegon points to the cup, “drink it.”

Sophia looks to Averillara, as she gulp, before she whispers, “yes, your Grace.”

Sophia’s hands trembled, as she felt Aegon’s eyes staring at her, as was Averillara, when she slowly bought the cup to her lips.

She took a few gulps, swallowing it down, her eyes shut tightly as she did.

The silence was deafening, the sounds of her gulps echoing through the chamber as she chugged down the cup of water.

Aegon and Averillara both looked towards her carefully as they watched.

Yet there was nothing to be afraid of, after realising that it was in fact water.

Aegon looks back to his wife with a shrug, Averillara then nodding in response.

“Perfect” he smiles as he whispered.

-

Within Kingslanding.

“You can not wipe away the entire family whilst Averillara and Aegon are away” Aemond scoffs, as he sits opposite Cole, the two sat in his chamber, “it will become obvious.”

“I understand” Cole responds, “but if there is one person we must kill first, it should be Daemon.”

“And why is that?” Aemond asks.

“If Rhaenyra is killed within these walls with him still alive, we will be wiped out. Entirely” Ser Cole’s cover is blown, as he shows his weakness against Daemon.

Aemond chuckles, as he looks at Ser Cole in disappointment, “you wear a white cloak, and yet you are scared of a prince. My uncle is not as brave as you think him to be.”

“He is a cunning spider. Just as that bitch of Dragonstone” Ser Cole sat up as he spoke.

“Mind your tongue, Cole” Aemond responds, “i will speak of my sister as I wish. You shall not.”

“I just-!”

“You think with your nerves. And if you continue to do so, our plan will fail entirely” Aemond warns him.

“Then what do you plan for us to do?” Ser Cole asks.

“Your plan will backfire against you, Aemond” Helaena sighs, as she sits up from the bed her and Aemond now share.

“Helaena?” Aemond stood up, “how long have you been here?”

“I was asleep” she responded, “but your constant voice woke me.”

She sighs, as she looks towards Ser Cole, “you are making a mistake. Both of you.”

“Oh here you go again” Aemond mutters under her breath.

“What do you gain from planning to kill?” Helaena asks.

“Our titles back. Our house back” Aemond responds, “do you not care for it?”

“Even if i care, it will not change anything” Helaena responds.

Ser Cole tilts his head in confusion, as Helaena looked back at him once again, “your fate will be doomed, whether or not Rhaenyra is dead.”

“Princess” Ser Cole chuckled nervously, “i do not know what you speak of.”

“She is quite.. special” Aemond tries to brush off Helaena’s words.

“Your daughter will kill you” Helaena whispers, as she stood up, “everyone will know of what you have done.”

“Helaena that is enough” Aemond warns her.

“What do you mean?” Ser Cole asks.

“They will know you tried to kill their Queen” Helaena responds, “Averillara will not let you get away with that. And neither will Aegon.”

“Helaena, enough!” Aemond raises his voice, “know of what you speak.”

“I saw it” Helaena responds.

The room falls silent, as Ser Cole had felt himself shake within his own boots, the room becoming chilly as he and Aemond continued to stand within it.

“The gods favour her” Helaena informs them both, “there is a reason Aegon had gone back for her.”

“The white stag” Aemond whispered, as he took a step back.

The White Stag was the symbol of royalty before the Dragons. Seeing one had meant the gods favour you. And only two Targaryens living at this point had witnessed the White Stag before them.

Rhaenyra and Averillara Targaryen.

“The gods will punish you” Helaena whispered.

The words that sent shivers through the two men that stood before her.

-

It was evening, within Storms End.

“You must sit with the men” Averillara whispered, “whilst i must sit with these women.”

“It is not any better” Aegon responds, “men drunk are exactly the same to women that gossip.”

“King Aegon!” Borros Baratheon cheers, a cup of wine raised in his honour, “come! Join us!”

“Enjoy yourself” Averillara whispers to him, “but do not get ahead of yourself.”

“Of course not” Aegon whispers back, before the two separate.

Averillara had made her way, as she joined the ladies that were gathered nearby.

Some that acknowledged her, as they bowed politely, “your grace.”

Some who ignored her existence entirely.

Averillara noticed the division between the two as she sat, until she noticed a woman sat across her, who stared down at her.

Her aura dark, and dawning.

“Do not mind her, your grace” a woman then approached Averillara as she sat beside her, “i am Floris Baratheon. That is Camyla Baratheon. My cousin.”

“From what i gather, she does not seem fond of me i do not think” Averillara whispers.

“Oh she does” Floris responds, “in fact, she takes much interest in you and your family entirely. But she is not much of a greeter.”

“I see” Averillara responds, looking back towards her.

“Do not look into her eyes, your grace” Floris whispers, “if you don’t wish her to read your mind.”

“I’m sorry?” Averillara looked towards Floris once again, stunned by confusion as to what she just told her.

“Camyla has a strong mind. And she easily is able to read minds of others. They call her the Shadowmire” Floris whispers back.

Averillara clears her throat, finding it shocking, before another woman approaches, to introduce herself.

Yet with her mind set on this Shadowmire, Averillara looks back to see that she was no longer there.

She had disappeared within a blink of an eye.

…

“Oh yes, Camyla” Aegon nods, “i have heard of her yes. Was never properly met with her. But from what i have heard, she is, if not, more special than my dear sister Helaena.”

“You should not make fun of her” Averillara responds, as she refers to Helaena, “in truthfulness, Helaena is a clever girl.”

“I am glad you both get along” Aegon scoffs in response, “but i can assure you she is far from the norm.”

“But there was something different about her. About this.. Shadowmire” Averillara responds.

“You have nothing to worry about” Aegon assures her, “you mustn’t stress yourself this much. It is harmful.”

He places his palm above her stomach.

“There was something of it, Aegon. The way- the way she looked at me” Averillara responds, “i have to see her.”

“What, now?” Aegon asks.

“We must. It must be important, i know it” Averillara responds.

“It is too late” Aegon shook his head.

“If you do not then i will go on my own” Averillara responds.

“Are you crazy?” Aegon scoffs, “you are with child, and you expect I let you out at such late hours?”

Before Averillara responds, there was a knock at the door.

One that had both Aegon and Averillara stood in silence, as they looked towards one another.

Until Aegon looked towards the door and spoke, “who is it?”

But there was no response, just another knock.

“Open it” Averillara whispered.

“We do not even know who it may be” Aegon whispered back.

Averillara felt a slight motion. One that made her believe it to be important, should she open that door.

“Averillara, wait-!” Aegon followed behind her, as she began to walk towards the door.

He placed her behind him, walking himself towards the door, slowly turning the knob and opening the barrier between what was outside to their chamber.

Aegon found himself in shock, whilst Averillara looked intrigued when the two found Camyle at the door.

“I do not answer my name until the door opens and i am invited in” Camyle looks towards Aegon as she spoke, “it is bad luck.”

“Right” Aegon nods, as he gulps.

She then looks to Averillara, “i could not sleep. It seems that you wished to see me.”

“How did you-?”

“Your spirits, your. Grace. They whisper everywhere within this place” Camyle answers.

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chapter 25

[heartscks]

╰      ┈      [  simone ashley  ,  25  ,  cis woman  ,  she/her  ]  in  the  time  of  dragons  ,  DACIANA BARATHEON  is  entering  the  game  of  thrones  .  said  to  be  playful  +  generous  ,  we  can  only  hope  that  is  the  case  as  regrettably  they  are  also  well  known  to  be  spiteful  +  stubborn  .  when  asked  about  them  ,  people  are  always  reminded  of  soaking up the last bits of sunshine as you watch a storm roll in from the cliffs , ghost stories whispered in drafty halls–family history as a form of haunting , all rebellion in a smile , slowly crumbling facades and creeping ivy , facing certain doom with defiance and joy  .  though  they  are  the  LADY OF STORM'S END  ,  their  true  loyalties  lie  with  house  baratheon  and  rumour  has  it  that  if  given  the  choice  they  would  support  INDEPENDENCE  OF  THE  KINGDOMS  /  THEIR  FAMILY   above  all  else  .  those  of  us  in  the  shadows  wish  them  luck  and  can  only  hope  they  will  survive  what  is  to  come  .

BASICS.

name  : daciana baratheon

titles  : lady of storm’s end

age  : twenty-five

gender  : cis woman ( she / her )

orientation  : chaotic bisexual

birthplace  : storm’s end

religion  : raised faith of the seven but not really about it 

languages  : common tongue 

marriage status : unmarried ( looking for betrothal / ex lovers )

issue  : none ( for now… i have ideas )

loyalties  : house baratheon 

PERSONALITY.

positive  : creative , expressive , compassionate 

negative  : vindictive , mercurial , impulsive  

moral alignment  : chaotic neutral  

temperament  : sanguine

mbti  : enfp ( the campaigner ) 

FAMILY.

mother : the late lady tbd baratheon nee tbd  

father : the late ruling lord orys baratheon

siblings : ruling lord samwell baratheon , lord utp baratheon, lady sylvina baratheon, the late lord heir gude baratheon 

other family : tbd 

STORY.

PROMISE more specifics to come but for now a summary.

she the absolute liability of the family, inherited all that generational trauma and rage but the wrong type of rebelliousness - impulsive and chaotic not the kind of calculating long term end game shit the baratheons need.

vindictive and spiteful, but also a romantic and creative. she has too much curiosity and impulsivity to be of use to the family in the way she likely should

wcs: MORE BARATHEONS PLZ , siblings to try to tame her , friends of all types , lovers like especially people she should Absolutely Not Be With , betrothal perhaps , i have lots of ideas for lovely

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╰ ┈ [ sean teale , 27 , cis man , he + him ] in the time of dragons , ANDROS MARTELL is entering the game of thrones . said to be chivalrous + magnetic , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be reckless + selfish . when asked about them , people are always reminded of a prince on a white horse , riding in to save the day ; words that flow in poetic waves from smiling lips ; the clash of metal against metal , the singing of blades . though they are the PRINCE OF DORNE , their true loyalties lie with house martell and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE SEPARATION OF THE REALMS above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .

╰ ┈ [ otto farrant , twenty five , cis male , he/his ] in the time of dragons , JASON LANNISTER is entering the game of thrones . said to be dauntless + shrewd , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be obstinate + quarrelsome . when asked about them , people are always reminded of a flame - quickly growing in size and swallowing everything in its path and the ashes left by it’s path of destruction; a head of golden hair accompanied by a devilish grin; a set of broken chains, a reminder that he can’t be tamed . though they are the LORD OF LANNISPORT , their true loyalties lie with house lannister and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE SEPARATION OF THE REALMS above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .

╰ ┈ [ bright vachirawit , twenty four , demi male , he/his & they/them ] in the time of dragons , AURELIO ROGARE is entering the game of thrones. said to be beguiling + vehement , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be hedonistic + hubristic. when asked about them , people are always reminded of a wardrobe of the finest silks and exotic furs, lounging sideways in a chair with your legs draped over the arm, a monstrous sweet tooth and indulging in every whim without a concern for the consequences . though they are the LORD OF LYS , their true loyalties lie with house rogare and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE PEACE TREATY above all else. those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come.

╰ ┈ [ elle fanning , 27 , cis woman , she / her ] in the time of dragons , CERENNA LANNISTER is entering the game of thrones . said to be enchanting + pristine , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be cruel + calculating . when asked about them , people are always reminded of decadence whilst leaving a trail of destruction , secret smiles amid courtly intrigue , silken golden hair and haunting eyes , a lion; waiting to pounce upon her prey . though they are the LADY OF CASTERLY ROCK , their true loyalties lie with *house lannister and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE PEACE TREATY above all else. those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come.

╰ ┈ [ isolda dychauk , 23 , cis woman , she/her ] in the time of dragons , NAERYS TARGARYEN is entering the game of thrones . said to be conciliatory + dutiful , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be gullible + indecisive . when asked about them , people are always reminded of pink cheeks and a starry gaze, full of dreams and desires; dancing the night away; righteous heart, disingenuous smiles . though they are the LADY OF STAERDALE , their true loyalties lie with house targaryen and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE PEACE TREATY above all else. those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come.

╰ ┈ [ ewan mcgregor , fifty , cis male , he/his ] in the time of dragons , MATARYS MARTELL NEE TARGARYEN is entering the game of thrones. said to be compassionate + vivacious , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be absent-minded + garrulous . when asked about them , people are always reminded of a kind smile & a twinkle in his eyes; a vacant expression, a clear sign that one's mind is elsewhere and long, restless nights of little sleep . though they are the RULING PRINCE OF THE TOWER OF JOY , their true loyalties lie with houses targaryen & martell and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE PEACE TREATY above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come.

╰ ┈ [ henry cavill, 39 , cis man , he/him ] in the time of dragons , BRANDON TYRELL is entering the game of thrones . said to be strategic + visionary , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be manipulative + cunning . when asked about them , people are always reminded of gold throned roses, pretty and clever make for deadly combinations, white stone marble with golden accents . though they are the RULING LORD OF HIGHGARDEN , their true loyalties lie with house tyrell and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE PEACE TREATY above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .

╰ ┈ [ margot robbie , 30 , cis woman , she + they ] in the time of dragons , LUCELLA TARGARYEN is entering the game of thrones . said to be charming + resourceful , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be manipulative + vindictive . when asked about them , people are always reminded of a bell like laugh that lightens the darkest of moods ; a glass thrown against the wall in anger , angelic face reflected in it's broken pieces ; a snake wrapped around the stem of a bloomed red rose . though they are the PRINCESS OF WESTEROS , their true loyalties lie with house targaryen and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support PEACE TREATY above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .

╰ ┈ [ marina moschen , 23 , demi woman , she/they ] in the time of dragons , DESMERA TYRELL is entering the game of thrones. said to besteadfast + adroit, we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be capricious + appetent . when asked about them , people are always reminded of the stinging pain of being pricked by a thorn , quiet laughter in a silent hall , holding one’s breath as an arrow sails through the air until it pierces their target . though they are the LADY OF HIGHGARDEN , their true loyalties lie with house tyrell and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE PEACE TREATY above all else. those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come.

╰ ┈ [ freida pinto , 33 , cis woman , she/her ] in the time of dragons , SYLVINA BARATHEON is entering the game of thrones. said to be forbearing + eloquent, we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be pessimistic + selfish. when asked about them , people are always reminded of the brewing of a thunderstorm , long nights spent by candlelight , scattered parchment throughout a room. though they are the LADY OF STORM'S END , their true loyalties lie with house baratheon and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support the SEPARATION OF THE REALMS above all else. those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come.

╰ ┈ [ india amarteifio , 22 , cis woman , she / her ] in the time of dragons , CALLA ALLYRION is entering the game of thrones . said to be loyal + idealistic , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be stubborn + emotional . when asked about them , people are always reminded of reading too much with her heads high above the clouds , loving so fiercely that the recoil might bruise , leaping into fields of flowers with her eyes closed , soft hands and hurried words . though they are the LADY OF GODSGRACE , their true loyalties lie with house allyrion and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE SEPARATION OF THE REALMS above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .

╰ ┈ [ jessica alexander , twenty-five , cis woman , she/her ] in the time of dragons , JOANNA HIGHTOWER is entering the game of thrones . said to be dauntless + good-natured , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be melancholic + ingenuous . when asked about them , people are always reminded of a hand reaching for something but never quite being able to touch it, moon lit ship that sways at low tide so far away from shore, nights spent awake enjoying the calm before the daily storm . though they are the LADY OF OLDTOWN , their true loyalties lie with house hightower & house tyrell and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE PEACE TREATY above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .

╰ ┈ [ hande erçel , 30 , cis woman , she/her ] in the time of dragons, DERYA DAYNE is entering the game of thrones. said to be protective + sharp-witted , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be obstinate + distrusting . when asked about them, people are always reminded of lying down on the grass patch of an oasis amidst a challenging desert; dornish wine spilling as laughter echoes in the background; a dress flowing with the warm breeze filling the water gardens; the feeling of dipping a toe in cold water after a long day in the sun . though they are the LADY OF STARFALL, their true loyalties lie with house dayne & house martell and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE SEPARATION OF THE REALMS above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .

╰ ┈ [ dominique devenport , 27 , cis woman , she + her ] in the time of dragons , ALYSANNE KARSTARK is entering the game of thrones . said to be gentle + kind , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be gullible + possessive . when asked about them , people are always reminded of a smile , warm and sweet and often too much given away ; eyes the color of the sky on a clear day ; sitting in a chair by the roaring fire , nose in a worn book . though they are the LADY OF KARHOLD , their true loyalties lie with house karstark & house stark and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE SEPARATION OF THE REALMS above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .

╰ ┈ [ milly alcock, 23, demi woman, she/her ] in the time of dragons, DAENERYS TARGARYEN is entering the game of thrones . said to be astute + iron-willed , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be cynical + deceitful . when asked about them, people are always reminded of dragon scales painted with gold but splattered with blood; the dizzy sensation of spinning around without a worry in the world; watching from afar even when standing right next to what’s craved; the belief that one is made of nothing but cold fire passed down through a bloodline . though they are the PRINCESS OF WESTEROS , their true loyalties lie with house targaryen and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE PEACE TREATY above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .