#woewhimsy

[ichorbuilt]

@woewhimsy​     /     niamh  arryn  .

          ❝  it’s  strange,  isn’t  it  ?  ❞     he  hummed  absently,  gaze  staring  wistfully  from  the  window  he’d  perched  at  towards  the  horizon  line,  the  promise  of  the  sea.     ❝  highgarden  seems  to  become  an  entirely  different  place  without  the  festivities  going  on.  still  beautiful,  of  course,  i  won’t  risk  the  wraith  of  the  lovely  tyrell  roses  to  say  otherwise,  but  different  all  the  same.  i  couldn’t  imagine  being  confined  within  walls  like  this,  or  king’s  landing  for  that  matter,  for  my  entire  life.  what  about  you,  lady  arryn  ?  ❞

[crownsandgods]

special raven for aliana greyjoy | @woewhimsy​

                  If there was anything else, aside from his betrothal to reila, from the gathering of all royals and nobles it was the fact that it had brought his sister home. aliana, the oldest targaryen had been away from her own for longer than she should’ve and he was more than happy to spend as much time with her as it was possible, having terribly missed her. even though he had often visited the islands, it was never the same. “you’re majesty,” he greets her with a bow, then a childish smile spreads on his lips. “sister,” he speaks again, but this time he takes another step and stretches his arms open for her. 

[diamcndlxght]

Closed for @woewhimsy​ (utp!)

There’s  no  two  ways  around  it  -  the  Hightower  lady  is  bored.  They  had  been  so  excited  to  return  to  the  lands  of  their  birth.  They  had  been  shipped  off  to  King’s  Landing  when  they  were  so  young  that  the  Crownlands  was  more  home  than  the  Reach.  And  the  splendor  and  buzzing  trade  of  Oldtown  were  little  more  than  hazy  memories,  with  only  the  rarest  glimpses  of  clarity.  She’s  laid  out  a  blanket  in  a  courtyard  with  an  almost  serene  view  of  the  Mander.  Leo  babbled  away  in  between  contented  chewing  of  the  teething  toy  that  Poinsettia  had  bought  along  the  road.  Upon  hearing  a  cleared  throat,  she  looks  in  the  direction  of  the  sound  to  the  person  standing  at  the  blanket’s  edge.  “You  are  more  than  welcome  to  join  me.  Leo  is  quick  to  take  a  shine  to  strangers.”

[penniesaprice]

【Ｈｏｕｓｅ　Ｂａｒａｔｈｅｏｎ】

Current members of House Baratheon in play, from eldest to youngest;

Lord Lysander Baratheon, Master of Laws ( @stxrfclls )

Queen Regent Selina Targaryen nee Baratheon ( @warbcunds )

Ruling Lord Mazhar Baratheon ( @crownsandgods )

Lord Gwilym Baratheon ( @illtempcr )

Lady Myranda Baratheon ( @reqality )

Pimchanok Storm, Southern Mistress of Whispers ( @woewhimsy )

Liliyana Storm, Southern Mistress of Coin ( @penniesaprice )

[ironfromice]

closed  starter  //  blade  lannister  &&  utp  @woewhimsy​

the  shrieking  sound  of  his  sword  sounded  in  the  room  as  he  slid  it  into  his  sheith,  his  body  turning  to  the  sound  of  a  rustling  feet  entering  through  the  doorway.  ❝  come  to  challenge  me?  i’d  say  that’s  a  difficult  task.  ❞  a  laugh  echoed  against  the  walls,  his  feet  bringing  him  closer  to  the  person  who  just  entered.  ❝  or  have  you  just  been  searching  for  the  most  notable  lannister?  i’m  quite  the  catch,  believe  me  i  know.  ❞

[warbcunds]

closed for: jaqen stokeworth ( @woewhimsy​ )

“but who will you give the flower crown to if you win the joust?” she questions, a hint of teasing already present in her tone. it’s one of her favourite guessing games to play each time a tourney came about and the list of those competing was released. juvenile, perhaps, but she deserved such small joys. “if you say either my brother or jaime, i’ll ban you from competing.”

[bornstorm]

      family  was  of  utmost  importance  to  the  lord  and  upon  spotting  one  of  his  younger  siblings  in  the  sea  full  of  festival  attendees  ,  he  makes  quick  strides  over  to  her  .  ❝  i  see  you’ve  taken  quite  the  liking  to  this  silly  festival  ..  ❞  a  finger  moves  to  teasingly  pluck  a  tiny  flower  from  the  woven  crown  that  is  sitting  atop  her  head  .  ❝  haven’t  you  ,  sister  ?  ❞

(  for  @woewhimsy​  +  niamh  !  )

[crownsandgods]

special raven for niamh arryn | @woewhimsy​

              Cissa did not often joined the others to break their fast, the young ladies of the vale were far more social than the grafton lady knew how to properly handle. but in the middle of doing things for the last time she found to sit there one last time as well. however she was not expecting her sit to be between lady arryn an another. she wonder what her lady would think once the scandal broke loose in a few weeks. “lady arryn, its been quite sometime since we had the opportunity to sit like this, you have faired well, as well as one can here of course.” she speak politely, the friendly tone in her voice is genuine.

[crownsandgods]

special raven for aliana greyjoy  — @woewhimsy​

                       Nyx  played  host  much  better  than  she  had  ever  expected,  not  that  she  had  ever  doubted  herself,  she  simply  never  had  to  be  the  lady  of  such  great  event  specially  one  she  was  not  familiar  with.  then  there  was  the  added  factor  that  she  was  being  welcomed  with  open  arms  as  the  ruling  lady  either,  she  could  not  necessarily  blame  them  either,  she  was  a  widow  five  times  over  and  many  stories  had  been  created  around  it,  some  true  but  never  proven.  she  was  a  mother  of  six  all  from  different  marriages,  she  was  not  the  pristine  candidate  they  had  expected  but  they  would  all  warm  up  in  good  time.  “queen  aliana,”  she  says  as  she  walks  forward  to  the  other,  prideful  nyx  had  always  been,  a  sense  of  security  when  she  carried  herself.  the  familiarity  of  the  queen  when  she  had  been  in  the  iron  islands  helped  too.  “i  hope  you  find  the  festival  to  your  liking.”

[crownsandgods]

special raven for aliana greyjoy | @woewhimsy​

                  Iravan was loyal to the greyjoy’s without a question of a doubt, the man would do anything for them. it was a heavy burden he carried, specially after the princess had died, he blame himself in part for it, he should’ve have been near her to protect her. that was his thoughts on the matter. regardless he did not say much about it, even as he approached the queen to greet her. “you’re highness,” he gives her a bow as a form of respect. “how are you fairing?” he wonders out loud, if there was anything she needed he would take care of it right away .

[crownsandgods]

special raven for cassana harlaw | @woewhimsy​

              He comes from behind and wraps his arms around her without hesitation, he had done enough mingling for one night, it didn’t feel like much of a celebration to him. it wasn’t for or by his people, and they were still mourning the iron princess who had fallen in battle. it didn’t quite feel right to celebrate. instead he had taken the night to check in on as many iron born as he could. hoping and dreaming of returning home. but it felt right when he was with cassana, “are you having fun my dear?”

[crownsandgods]

special  raven  for  aliana  greyjoy  —  @woewhimsy​

                  Rhaegar  knocks  on  the  door  of  what  he  knew  was  his  sisters  chambers,  stepping  in  only  as  he  is  told  to,  a  sadden  smile  on  his  face.  it  was  bitter  sweet  to  return  home.  he  had  been  aching  for  it,  to  take  reila  to  her  new  home,  but  it  meant  aliana  had  to  return  to  hers  and  that  was  on  opposite  sides  of  his.  "sweet  sister,"  he  says  as  he  comes  closer  to  her.  "i  thought  you  would  like  to  be  the  target  of  my  annoyance  today  as  you  are  soon  to  leave  me  to  the  corners  of  westeros  once  more."  and  how  he  wished  he  could  stop  her,  just  as  much  as  he  had  once  wanted  to  when  he  was  only  a  boy  and  she  had  been  shipped  to  marry  off.  his  one  regret  in  life  had  been  not  being  able  to  safe  her  from  such  fate,  even  now.

[astrxls]

𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖉 : cassana harlaw ! ( @woewhimsy​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ )

𝖘𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 : highgarden

 after  the  festival  ended  ,  after  her  conversation  with  iravan  ,  sarisa  had  felt  both  free  and  sad.  she’d  busied  herself  packing  ,  focusing  on  the  eagerness  to  return  to  her  travels  ,  but  something  chewed  at  her  until  she  spotted  the  lady  harlaw.  learning  from  the  past  ,  this  time  when  she  approached  the  lady  tully  didn’t  beat  around  the  bush.  “  lady  harlaw  ,  i  was  wondering  if  you  had  time  for  a  quick  chat  ?  ”  she  wasn't  sure  what  to  expect  ,  other  than  the  assumption  that  iravan  had  already  spoken  to  her  of  what  transpired.  but  something  in  sarisa  had  her  wishing  to  also  speak  to  the  lady  ,  not  to  share  her  side  ,  but  to  ensure  she  clearly  communicated  with  the  other  as  well.

[astrxls]

𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖉 : cassana harlaw ! ( @woewhimsy​ )

𝖘𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 : festival of the spring bloom – merchant stalls

 she  knew  precisely  who  the  other  was  when  she  chose  to  approach  them  ,  though  sarisa  wasn’t  too  sure  they  would  share  that  recognition.  sarisa  wasn’t  even  sure  why  she  was  approaching  the  lady  ,  she  had  no  reason  to.  yet  just  like  iravan  ,  she  was  drawn  ,  and  she  couldn’t  help  the  curiosity  inside  of  her  to  meet  the  other  woman  he  married.  when  she  spots  the  other  looking  at  flowers  ,  she  sees  a  perfect  opening.  “  the  blue  are  rumored  to  bring  fertility  to  any  couple  who  keep  them  by  their  bed.  best  to  avoid  them  unless  you  wish  to  have  a  surprise.  ”  it’s  one  of  those  old  wive’s  tales  ,  but  sarisa  has  always  enjoyed  those.

[crownsandgods]

special raven for aliana greyjoy — @woewhimsy​

                   If  there  was  anything  worst  that  the  targaryens  holding  the  throne  of  the  sought  it  had  to  be  a  targaryen  as  the  iron  queen.  mazhar  recalled  his  roots  very  vaguely  and  for  the  most  part  would  never  refer  to  himself  as  an  iron  born,  he  was  after  all  a  baratheon,  but  something  inside  him  burned  when  the  woman  came  into  view  and  he  could  only  relate  it  to  his  own  origins.  something  he  used  sporadically  and  to  his  own  convenience.  however  it  was  something  he  could  not  express  and  would  not,  he  was  a  good  player  of  the  game  after  all.  “your  highness,  its  been  quite  sometime  since  we  have  crossed  a  word  or  two.  i  hope  you  enjoy  the  festival,  its  been  many  years  since  you  had  been  able  to  attend,  correct?”

[crownsandgods]

special raven for niamh arryn  — @woewhimsy​

                 The  arryn’s  had  always  been  an  extension  of  the  starks,  some  of  the  most  loyal  houses  that  were  faulty  to  them,  something  she  would  eternally  be  thankful  for.  loyalty  was  something  that  the  princess  treasured  more  than  gold,  specially  after  the  few  months  the  starks  had  endured  which  had  her  in  more  high  alert.  she  reaches  of  the  basket  of  flowers  offered  to  her  plucking  the  red  rose  smelling  it  before  handing  it  to  her  companion.  “are  they  not  the  greatest  thing  one  can  see  or  smell?  i  will  miss  them  greatly  once  we  can  return  north,  although  i  cannot  wait  to  see  the  snow  again.”